i chase the thought bubble
down myriad streets
sunlit noise and slow traffic
what does the reply teach?
i shove the day around
pushing an abstract idea
invisible writer
inhales truth
exhales fiction
i observe his hand-drawn trash cans
draw new door
step through it
paint appealing window
ecstatic writer
drives her own traffic
without a car
caged bird climbs a ladder
by mary ann blinkhorn
mypenandme 
“invisible writer
inhales truth
exhales fiction”
I love this
Thanks so much. 🙂
Ditto! 😉
Refreshing. ( N.B. I am referring to WP poetry in general, not specifically yours. 🙂 )
Thank you, Ben. WordPress is an amazing place with thousands of talented people contributing 24/7. I wish I had time to visit more often.
“inhales truth
exhales fiction”
Great lines… 🙂
Thanks very much for reading and commenting. 🙂
I really like how the writer draws new door, walks thru and paints appealing window. Your title and last line wrap it all nicely. Thanks for a follow on my blog too 🙂
I like your writing. I’ll look forward to reading more. Thanks for your kind comments.
This is very special. Only a few words – but so strong!!
Thanks! 🙂
so wonderful, Mary Ann — I shared it on my blog this morning.
That’s very kind of you. Thanks. 🙂
“inhales truth; exhales fiction” … very true. Awesome piece you have here!
Thanks! 🙂