The Writer’s Song

The pen is dancing on the page

The music in the word

This sheet, uncluttered, is the stage

The songs, the kind unheard

In elegance, each word steps out

Their cadence sets the scene

Emotion lingers in each stroke

Some dark, and some serene

The letters flit across the floor

The ink a velvet dress

Of loops and lines and dots and swirls

Of candour and finesse

A masterpiece in black and white

A musical unsung

But captured in each silent pose

A memory lives on

© Emma McGeorge – 10 May 2013