Writing Apparitions

 
Writing apparitions assail my soul,
and slip over the sides as is their goal;
they flow to a course where they know control.
My fingers on the keyboard play their role. 

Fingertips respond as if they could hear,
silently tapping, making words appear.
Lingering in shadows, my mind in fear
whispers to my eye who then sheds a tear.

My hand wipes the tear to improve my sight,
and my eyes stare at the monitor’s light.
Tapping fingertips pause as lips recite
apprehensive words phantom thoughts invite.

In mystical union of hand and mind,
my writing and feelings become entwined.
It’s not clear which is the branch, which the vine;
but to write from my heart, they must combine.

Copyright  © November 6, 2008 by Karen M. Crump