

With pen and ink Paper and light And a turn of phrase I start to write Of dreams and hopes Of nightmares and fears With strokes of ink A poem appears Like witch's spell Or bard's pub song From poet's heart My words are drawn To craft clever poems Each word I must weave Into a construction A heart can believe Whether magic or mischief Love story or lie I've just crafted a poem And now bid goodbye -gws
I love this! Beautifully written! As a fellow poet I can feel every woven word of this
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I’m so pleased you share the feeling. Thank you for the compliment.
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