Words
By: Enjoli Rountree
3 October 2011
I let the paper be my canvas as I
mix letters like paint to create the
perfect hues of oranges and blues,
jazz, hop hop, dub stepping paint
slatter on the dance floor.
My pencil moves like a ballerina
up on her toes. Harmonic pulsation
With each breath and step, leap,
spin, twist and a flick of the wrist.
I enlist more colors, letters, textures
Galore expressing the love in my
Heart is heart core. This canvas
Is universal love like song, music,
wisdom, scriptures. I feel the
warms and cools. I touch the
warms and cools. I touch the
medium with excitement and fervor.
Joy ignites with each word I
write not quite sure what will come
next I breathe and let spirit do the
rest, through my vessel of love, light pours,
bringing peace to wars. Enlightenment to
self-imprisoned release the slave from his
own mentality. I never said you couldn’t do
it, you just thought I did.
Alas, I am the one in complete control
And yet total surrender. For I know the
power that comes from my blessed
Creatively expressed confessions of love,
joy bliss and sorrow.
Let my truth be told when I plaster the mold
With new designs and frames of mind
Ideas and inspiration, calculate my life’s equation
On the canvas I let my paper be.
