The Pleasure Has Been All Mine

< I have dipped my pen in the sublime, it's my gift to you Now use it wisely and write about some captioned caught views thus that of an snow-capped mountain with an eagle that soars or white sandy beaches where ribbed tides rolls back to it's shores maybe stars and moon dance reflecting off stilled bay's port in ones head you must determine choice of words to now sort from beautiful to just pleasure does not hit it's mark beneath recant memory that caused the ignited spark observer of denial you can not destroy ones voice within pens stroke there comes a poet with another choice seize the day and come bow to the chosen word of the day dont let an overpowering object just get away Written By Katherine Stella 6/26/11 Entry For A Rambling Poet's Writing In The Sublime