A poet I am not.

A poet I am not.

A Poem by ron

A poet I am not by any measure of the word.
But this I know in my heart...that if the inkwell ran dry, and the nib oh my quill were worn beyond use...
I would cry a thousand tears, lost in the yearning of my own desires, knowing I could never catch them on paper as they fade like waves upon the shores, never to be felt again.

© 2017 ron


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This is lovely. It might be laid out in free verse using each line on top of the other. All prose does not rhyme. This tells a story. Valentine

Posted 7 Years Ago


ron

7 Years Ago

Thank you.

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ron
ron

Imperial, CA



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I have been writing on and off or more years than i care to remember. I started writing poetry, than i started a novel (still in the works), now I'm writing a six part short story erotic.. more..

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