Poetry and Rust

scratching the edge
of smooth corners
expressions mix
with breath
reveal truth
of human soul

a language, understood—
colors of life blend
the heart exposed
slips off page

and I cry, laugh and muse
with you, across ink-spotted pages
in the spilling of mottled red
where breath reveals life
where I see mirrors of myself


I offer this poem for the “Random Acts o Poetry Prompt” at  Tweetspeak Poetry
and also today with lovely Emily at Imperfect Prose