Poetry: Transform

Transformation of person to poet
One day something grabs you without touching
An idea lingers in your mind, like garlic on the tongue
A vision walks all over you placing footprints
on your being without leaving a bruise
Words become puzzles you have to solve
You write, you type, you scratch
an equation out hoping the math totals
You turn emotion into a story, a prose, a poem
Baptised in ink you are now a poet-
hungry for characters, yearning for stories
sick with discovery…
M.C. Escher “Transformation”
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