People better at verse Than I will ever be Take time to read my scribble Poetry amateur? Yes sir-ree. They know the best words Better even than you know who. A like from them to me? Oh, yes, that’ll do. Pattern, structure, purpose A good bard Makes words almost sing. Alas, not my calling card. … Continue reading People better at verse
Day: December 17, 2019
A sketch of winter
No words needed
Stride
One step closer to this. One step further from that. Optimism grows. Pessimism fades. Must keep moving.
Nothing
A pain, unending
A light, dim.
A hurt, masked
Moments, grim.
They smile.
Their tomorrows come.
Two, still one.
Words, mum.
A pain, unending
A light, dim.
A hurt, masked
Moments, grim.
They smile.
Their tomorrows come.
Two, still one.
Words, mum.
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