The Author SleepsA Poem by Cynthia Fender ClarkThe Author Sleeps So soon the author sleeps unable to finish the page, The characters spin, confusion reigns failing to set the stage. “Help us please. We know not what to do.”And still she sleeps. A foggy mist, dampened haze twirls, writhing within her mind, Wandering too and fro, in and out, searching for memories hard to find. Without the author they have no purpose, no reason to even exist, They can not cry, they can not scream, they can not give their last kiss. “Awaken please, author, we fear the unknown, we fear being alone, You must awaken, put us somewhere safe, give us a home.” And still the author sleeps, while the characters run wild, Maidens and knights, fairy’s and dragons, loves first child. Tossing and turning, a horrifying scream sets her upright, The author is awake now caring for her characters till dawns new light. © 2014 Cynthia Fender Clark |
AuthorCynthia Fender ClarkNJ, United KingdomAboutFilmmaker-writer-dancer-lover of stories more..Writing
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