Unseen Emotions

Posted on October 21, 2018 by

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads – MicroPoetry~Notebook Poetry
“Breakable”  (posted by Kerry)

“I wondered if I might inspire others to return to the comfort of pen and paper. I do not expect you all to rush about looking for an ancient bottle of ink (like I did) but I would love to see a photo of your work written in your own handwriting, or some kind of graphic presentation of your poem.”

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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14 Responses to Unseen Emotions

  1. Kerry says:
    October 21, 2018 at 6:47 am

    Delighted to see you really do own a purple pen!!
    This is a powerful poem. Thanks for participating in #inktober.

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  2. anmol(alias HA) says:
    October 21, 2018 at 9:53 am

    Oh, these unseen emotions can be so heavy on the spirit and the self. Their discovery can indeed break it all down. That “sink into a pit” resonated with me. Well penned!
    -HA

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  3. Marian says:
    October 21, 2018 at 2:33 pm

    Purple pen!!!!!
    Love that last line, like a stone.

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  4. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) says:
    October 21, 2018 at 2:38 pm

    Oh the weight… that’s how emotions feel

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  5. Helen says:
    October 22, 2018 at 12:03 am

    Color you purple! Brava.

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  6. sanaarizvi says:
    October 22, 2018 at 12:12 am

    Purple is definitely your color 😍😍 this is gorgeous writing ❤️

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  7. annell4 says:
    October 22, 2018 at 2:45 pm

    I always love to come to your site. So like the tea party! To see old friends again. You poem is lovely, though I can’t read it all, I loved it just the same.

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