ink painting

it was the ink, painting itself
the artist was a mere façade
for those who refuse to believe

creativity hangs in the air
searching for the one who is receptive
it could be you…


I keep getting asked how I think up my poetry. I hope the above verse explains it all

8 thoughts on “ink painting

  1. Good one Sonya,creativity hangs in the air, searching for the one who is receptive.Poetry comes from practice I feel, the more one writes the easier it becomes.


  2. Dear Sonya,

    I like your poem and the process she suggests.

    Some of humanity’s most noble creations come *through*, not unlike the sap in rising in a tree, or the wind traveling through the reed.

    All good wishes,



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