Monday, September 14, 2015

An Author's Day

Day by Day I write I type
I cut, I paste
I cry, I gripe.

My fingers fly across the page
I grapple for words alive with rage

I make the old worlds new again
I rip
I tear
I paste, I dare
To create a world new and alive
For my characters to live and thrive.

I cut, I paste
And gripe once more
In hopes you will someday explore
The world I create in my heart of hearts
To share with the world
My work of art.

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