The World of WeA Poem by C PerilWritten as a poem of appreciate for Fabian who continues to review my work like an absolute gentleman; it is such an honour to continue to enjoy your support, guidance and wit!
You reminded me,
it's not an I, tis a we Poetry is not the simple act of speaking inward It is outbound Outgoing * Oh my face frozen in suspension as I came to the realisation that you're trying to show me your hopes and dreams and what it means to be accepted into this Society of soul searchers, truth seekers, wise word beavers Busy building Dam The dunce that I am I was only in the mirror Not quite cognisant of the fact that this rich web of cosmic significance had accumulated behind the gleam of my laptop screen If you put pen to paper, gather round compadre, soldier... for we're all in the trenches together Though the solitude is felt most deeply Definitely it is an illusion For I am living your aching and bleeding; you are giving me back my sanity, humanity, by sharing your warmth, hope, tragedy You don't inhabit your world, you never did, you inhabit the World of We
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2 Reviews Added on December 28, 2021 Last Updated on December 28, 2021 AuthorC PerilGY, Humberside, United KingdomAboutCreeping quietly towards 30 years of age. Based in Nowheresville, England. Writer (if we're being liberal with the term). Reader. Hoper. Believer. Lover of music and LFC. more..Writing
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