STARINGA Poem by Phil Roberts
I always seem to have needed lots of time
To stare......at nothing I went through my entire education Staring through windows At nothing much Indeed, the essence of a good stare, Is not to focus on anything But to find that comfortable place Where thoughts can wander To find nourishing places to dwell Where poetry is born By Phil Roberts © 2016 Phil Roberts |
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Added on February 25, 2016 Last Updated on February 25, 2016 AuthorPhil Robertsmacclesfield, north-west, United KingdomAboutI'm from the north-west of England where the rain lives. I am retired and a grandfather to many. I've led an "interesting" life, i suppose you could say, with lots of laughter and a few tears, like mo.. more..Writing
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