Bottled Poem by Matthew Abel

Bottled

Rating: 3.5


Writing is therapy
It is
Release
A pen is the only way to open
A bottle of feeling
To be spilled directly
Onto a sheet of paper
But
Beware
Heed the warning
Contents
Are
Under pressure

Each day begins
With a bottle
Empty
Slowly
Through the day
It's filled
A smile
Glance
Laugh
From you they bring
Instant
Emotion

Bottle it up
Seal it in
Cap the top
And I'm careful
Not to drop it
Around you

One day
I pray
I'll show you
The pages you stained
But until then
I'll keep it in
And at days end
Need
Therapy

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Christopher Mccasland 27 September 2013

Holy Crap. I loved it, it was amazing.

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