Mara B

My writing is that of a picture frame.

When the boundaries are set, the picture is painted.

When the frame is closed,

the ideas unfold.

When the limits on boundaries are none it is tainted.

My writing a picture needs a frame.

A start and an end need to be decided

in order for my frame to stand.

And a picture opens up when my mind is

writing with a pencil in hand.

Background photo by Chiltern Carving