Raw Earth Ink
spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
Storm of Ink
threatening
heavy dark rain clouds
pregnant with my swirling
thoughts and emotions and feelings
there was the dry heat of inadequacy
and the hail of ice balls which had
coalesced ’round bits of betrayal
strong blasts of dirt buffeted my mind
words you ground out
just before the door slammed
that final time and
the clock fell off the wall
I, falling to my knees,
held my face in my palms
and the downpour of all
my fears and hurts
covered my cheeks
sobs wracking my body
the words held on the tip of my tongue
refusing to pass the bulwark of my teeth
sentinels standing guard across my heart
perhaps the poetry could not pass my lips
(you wouldn’t have heard me anyway)
so instead I stood resolute
but my heart melting away
drops and pieces falling
in a trail behind me
breadcrumbs no one will follow
sitting at my desk
I pick up my pen and
begin to write
put on a raincoat
the storm of ink is coming
tara caribou | ©️2018
*please remember, this work has nothing to do with or about or towards the blogger mentioned, simply that I used their blog name/title/tagline as a writing prompt.
Thank you, Braeden. Here’s #mygifttoyou
You always make me think outside of my self-made box with new perceptions and ideas. You make me dig deeper, layer upon layer, and I love that. I totally dig how unique and insightful you (and therefore your poetry) are. ~tara
23 Comments on “Storm of Ink”
Raw Earth Ink 
Really a great tribute to Braeden. Very nicely presented I am jealous. Ha Ha.
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Thanks. I really like his poetry. But what’s to be jealous of?
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Your great writing skills. I am not to be taken serious when self-depricating.
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Ahhhh I see. Okay thank you.
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Storm of ink, awesome line.
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Yes! I love his blog title. And his tagline “downpour” (which I easter-egged in there).
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This is a very strong piece.
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Thank you River. I liked how it turned out. It was one that actually came very quickly to me.
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You’re welcome. It sure is nice when they come quickly.
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Totally! Rarer for me.
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He does that for so many!:) What a beautiful tribute!:)
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I’m sure.
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This is a great poem! Yeah it’s not about me. I’m glad my writing makes you think.
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It does. Thanks for the inspiration Braeden. Always.
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Welcome
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Love this write, especially “threatening heavy dark rain clouds pregnant with my swirling”. It really sets the tone and theme of a fantastic poem. – B
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Thanks Brian! I happen to like this one too 😊
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Oh wow Tara, this was truly brilliant, some of the expressions used, “ ice balls which had coalesced” and “bulwark passed my teeth” and so many more. What a lovely gift. I can’t help but say you are awesome ❤️
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Oh John, you’re always so nice! Thank you! I’m glad you liked it.
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I will always say it like I see it Tara x
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….welll… except for when you beat around the bush lol!!!
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You’re starting to get to know me too well 😂😂
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😁 ha!
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