It was once said this should happen.

Does what I write give you comfort,

At times when disturbance abounds?

Does what I write bring disturbance,

In your times of greatest comfort?

If so, it’s not because it’s art,

It’s because this writing is me.




About John White

I've written off and on my entire life. It took years for me to finally take putting words together seriously. Now it's not, nor does it ever feel, like work. Writing daily has become habitual. No day is complete without words having appeared on the page.

Posted on January 22, 2015, in Poetry and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 22 Comments.

  1. It’s also a testament to what art and our words can do. Also, thanks for the follow! I hope you’ll get the time to read my first poem I posted on my blog šŸ™‚

    Tyler Ramage

  2. Simple and beautiful

  3. wont is be a great time when disturbance doesn’t abound? Dreams coming true are meant to be full-filled not disturbed.

  4. Well said sir. Well said.

  5. Thank you for your poem
    And who says that you are not art

    And are you sure that the art originates from you? – I see mine coming thru me – washing over me and cleansing my soul.

    God bless

  6. Very nice… šŸ™‚ I like this one… šŸ™‚

  7. Someone once said art is invading people’s personal space through their eyes…

    • That’s a great description! And the longer their mind is occupied with the meaning of that art the better. Making someone stop in their tracks is a great goal to have in art.

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