The Poet In Me
There was always a poem, somewhere in me and words had their own way of setting me free, as if all the letters were links of a chain that tethered me down to some internal pain. And lining them up on a page, in full view would release me to find a new thought to pursue. There was always a fountain of love in my heart which nothing but poetic phrase could impart. The look in my eyes may have tried to convey but the ink and the paper was always my way, and taking the time to compose what I write is one way of letting emotions take flight. There was always a puzzle I needed to solve, a knot to untangle, ideas to evolve. And many’s the time I have talked to the sea or walked in the clouds on some wild fantasy. So often the poems that this poet’s penned have conjured a life or a fictitious friend. There is always a chance that I'll never know why out of my heart and soul these poems flow, so don’t expect me to retire any day while there is a word or a sentence to say. I’ll hold my pen firmly with an unshaking hand until life is extinguished or poetry’s banned.
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Dawn
Started writing poems at age 14, lyrics a lot later and am still doing both to my astonishment. Along the way I wrote a couple of novels and they are published by Amazon. I am gloriously happy in my marriage, after 50 years and I am relieved to say...
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