What are you full of?

I am inspired
full of the flame lately
burning through time with art action
I dive into the poetry pool and arise adorned in glistening words
I toss them upon the beach and scatter them around
for any one to place in their bucket
I paint myself into a corner
and love it

I am pressed
between these pages
frayed
scribbled
beautiful

Purpose settled in my eyes
music flutters in my hair
words lay in my mouth
I pick up the pen
& write it all down

Here's a sneak peek of a special project I'm working on.
What does her eye say to you?

I think she says: Go make some art baby!