Poet Whisperer Gentle now / whisper for the poet steeps There’s a Hole in My Heart There’s a hole in my heart / the sunlight shines through / and sometimes the moon does too. There’s a Hole in My Heart Part II There’s a hole in my heart / and that’s fine / no it’s better than that / it’s all mine. Fresh sheets Seductive ink flows / over silken sheets / shifting as you move over them / smudging their appearance / spoiling crisp clean surface / B… Blood Ink Years of apathy sigh from her mouth / Her limbs are tired and sore from boredom / She wishes to be free if only she knew what free was / Th… Unheard Words of Mine… you cannot help…. / But still feel lonley and lost…. Blackest Ink on Whitest Paper My love, My only Love… / My Black and White Prince… / My Dreams, My Hopes, My Imaginings, / Captured and Immortalized /… INK TO PAPER Ink to paper, flowing swift / Words come into view / Delicate, or scribbling / Old words are made anew / Put in patterns, some unique / Flo… The Light Through the Blinds its been a long time since then / many sleepless nights / art has become vandalism There was a pen I dipped it in, down into the dark well, where thoughts come from and feelings hide / In inky depths it came near to drowning, waiting for … White Power Piecing together the meaning of life / Unraveling the bindings of a soul Pen, Ink and Paper You inspire me to write; / even when we fight; / your words are my pen and ink; / now all i need is paper and time to think. On Painting with Inks Inks do not as a general rule forget.