When I first made your acquaintance
my hand wrapped ’round you
and found warmth & light
even though a tiny fragment of cedar
I minded not the lustrous feel of
your soft black carbon
within
as I grasped you time & time again
my muse trembled in anticipation
as she watched gradations of lines
forming
creating magic with loops curving
in every direction
to give life to every breath I
inhaled & exhaled
giving substance to the wind
to the very universe of which
the rotating earth is
contained
with each flourish & curve
you became as putty in my hand
as burning fuel for my muse
whereupon the light of day
merged with the dark of night
transforming sunrises
sunsets
igniting the embers in my soul
within my heart
into a flame
I have kept you close since
that crucial moment
the dawning of
a single
letter
© October 2018 Renee Espriu
Image Taken From Public Domain Pictures & Created As Art


Beautiful hand in a flourish of swirls do you pen the words dear Renee.. 🙂 Loved your poem my friend..
Have a beautiful new week ❤
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Thank you so much my dear friend. I do believe the very first time I fell in love it was with a simple pencil giving me the ability to express myself in ways I was not allowed. Have a wonderful week. xoxo
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Nothing beats a pencil and a new writing or drawing pad, It was also my idea of heaven.. ❤ LOVE right back
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Really lovely, Renee. This poem is at once ethereal and down to earth. Aloha ❤
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Thank you Bela. My writing and art have been the things that anchor me since I was a child. Aloha!
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Me too, Renee. Amen to that. Well done! ❤
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This is beautiful and inspired! I apologise for being away for so long, as most of summer my laptop was closed but for a fleeting post. Your words are like an old friend opening the door into a very comfortable place 🙂
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Thank you and no worries. I am happy you could get away during the Summer. I try but due to health constraints I only have an occasional day trip and now it is Fall, soon to be Winter, I will get away even less. I am happy to see you back, though, as you are such a gifted writer. Thank you for your kind comment and for dropping by. 🙂
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My pleasure sweet soul! Yes I too had mainly summer daytrips… , most on my motorcycle as I’m officially in the “daring, throw caution to the wind” era of my life. Here’s to a a comfortable fall and an inspired winter’s … unveil all 😊💜💜
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I did at some points, in my life, throw caution to the wind but no longer. I will imagine myself riding with you on your cycle. I did years ago with my husband when I was married. Could not manage to drive one myself but I made a heck of a passenger. A wonderful memory. xoxo
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Oh such wonderful memories… and with passengers it’s all about teamwork so I’d be honoured to have you come along as we search for some windy, desolate backroads dear Renee! Dress warm 😊💜💜
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Renee, beautiful images, and I can relate to that “first love” of a pencil – of any writing tool – and a piece of paper, the beginning of a lifelong affair with our muse. 🙂
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Thank you Betty. It is what has always held my world together…writing and drawing. I would be lost without them. Be well. 🙂
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you create a vision!
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If, indeed, that is the case, then my muse has assisted me greatly. Thank you!
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