I want to be a published writer, and writers are supposed to write every day. So today, it's poetry.
Collision
on Paper
The
vacant page
It
bids me come
To
express myself
With
abandon and
Without
regret.
The
words summoned
Are
drenched in significance
If
only to me.
Tales
are created from
This
charming prose as it
Runs
throughout the night
Awakening
secret places
Where
fiction and truth collide.
Distinct
words chosen
Together
create expressive phrases
Daring
the creator to
Spin
and transform
Lyrical
puzzle bits
Into
something convincing.
The
reader
Takes
the engraved page and
Desires
to discover
Something
noteworthy
To
believe.
Lyrics dare to tell
With
noble precision
The
structured expression.
Where
void once lived
Richness
now exists.
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