A Spell

(What we all do every time we open our hearts and minds and write.)


Let me weave a spell, impel,

Through the medium of chant, incant,

And directly to your heart, impart,

A seed I wish to plant, extant.


In the innermost inside, reside,

A humming of the unheard word, inferred,

An inference I must resist, desist,

Or the cost will be my word, incurred.


So to unravel that thought, export,

From the inner of my mind, inclined,

I will lay it down in verse, so terse,

And on a page make it enshrined, and signed.

◄ My Best Friend

The Daughter Of My Son ►


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Thu 7th Feb 2019 22:46

Bloody hell THIS is a spell bind.


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