Roots

A poem for aspiring writers.

A collapsing star couldn't burn these words,
nor could a rainstorm damp these hands

because I am not paper and the roots I bare

cling to promises unkept by lips

that could move me to write stories

And they would live lifetimes
through the eyes and into the souls of those

who share the same pain as I do

Reviews

[marcus]

Thank you for the inspiration!!

[Tom McRoberts]

Another great write, Gio! A very reflective piece of writing about writing. Keep it up, man!

[Jamestown]

Fantastic write , wonderful expressed message!
Love it:) Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[613]

This is so sad. It was, however, written well. Nice job.

- Brittney