A delight.A Poem by HuwIf a person only becomes a poet when they pick up a pen Or only see poetry in the Sonnet the Limerick or Haiku Then they see the world in black and white A monochrome existence without the colours that make life a delight. © 2018 Huw |
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Added on November 29, 2018 Last Updated on November 29, 2018 AuthorHuwAmmanford, Wales, United KingdomAboutI've been commenting on someone's drawings for a couple of months and she asked if I was a published poet. It made me laugh because I'd left school at 13 years old and never completed formal education.. more..Writing
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