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A Story of Hope
A writer yearns to tell their story, any story
that will stand the test of time
full of hardships conquered
and inspires generations with hope.
The story shall feel whimsical,
not so much with fairies dancing
but that there is a happy ending.
The story shall have brevity,
not so much as a long weathered tale
but one that details just enough.
The story shall...
Wednesday 13th May 2020 12:28 am
Ashes in a Wilderness
To you, readers, I say
I am no writer -
these words
placed themselves
on my page
to tell a story
To you, writers, I cry
I am no chronicler -
these tales
spun their web
through my mind
to make a memory
To you, poets, I sing
I am no rhymer -
these lines
etched their pattern
on my paper
to form a psalm
To you, who come, I whisper
...Tuesday 9th October 2018 2:32 pm
The Interface
Books make visible the writer's soul
Which bleeds its angst by pen:
Spread thin across life's whited bowl
A thin red stain of madeleine
Books may offer us an author's eye
That ensnares the reader within its brail
Or should writers light the reader's sky
And tear apart the shadowy veil?
Books will hold the writer's thought
And bridge the gap twixt pen and read...
Friday 27th July 2018 2:49 pm
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