Passion Is a Poem

I was reflecting about passion, the kind of passion that wakes you up in the middle of the night and urges you to write down a handful of words. Passion for writing poems. Well, I wanted to give words to that kind of passion, and what it means to me.

These thoughts haunt me,

Everything starts here

Passion

An image, a physical object,

A voice

Passion

The process begins between lines

And meanings, the blank space,

The silence

The things we forget to notice

Add my thoughts to that, and call it poetry.

Passion is to give words

To what

Remains unsaid

If you like reading poems and quiet letters, please feel free to stay as long as you need. My words are here for you.