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The Writer

The Writer

Inspired by darkness he writes only at night;
Studying stanzas—seducing spellchecks
With the stroke of a pen he is anyone or anything
His great works are subjected to sabotage—prone to plagiarism
His ideas far exceed his lifespan
He will take them with him so that they remain unforgotten
There are times when he is repulsed by his own thoughts
Ashamed that his open-mindedness is so brave— so brazen
He must be careful with his words
Disguising them to avoid unwanted attention
He masters this skill by the memorizing
His important blueprints: a dictionary and thesaurus
The only two books worthy to his cause
He is a word hunter; silently stalking his prey
Snatching them from songs
Taking them from television 
Scavenging from scripts
He fishes them out in an ocean of conversations—inspecting his catch cautiously
Releasing the insignificant
Filleting the essential
He doesn’t waste words by packing them into passages
He displays them attractively on a canvas of possibilities
He raises them from lonely letters to surprising syllables
He rescues them from reckless writers—saving them from abuse
His message is vivid and clear, he refuses to practice the art of confusion
Without writing he is nothing; another drone in a misguided world
With it, he is unstoppable
Creating creative carnage
Amongst freethinkers and immortalizing injustices…in print
He sees he world in rich detail; analyzing the outline of all creation
Nothing is missed— from the tiniest atom to the utmost wonder
His memory is impeccable—photographic and precise
Every element, since childhood, is engraved in his mind
He has a fetish for fountain pens—collecting them like trophies
Never using them, only worshiping their power, it is mightier than any sword
Writing is his purpose 
Even though he will never be satisfied
Every draft s a rough one— susceptible to alterations
It is his weakness 
He is forever troubled by the idea of revision

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  1. Date: 8/4/2012 7:12:00 PM
    Seems the plight for those choosing to be a writer...You have expressed it with skill and a certain truth, for many. Again, well done. C. Alvez

  1. Date: 8/4/2012 4:39:00 PM
    This is a good written poem Willie, that I like very much. - Have a nice weekend. - Welcome to the P-Soup, hope you will have a lot of fun with poetry. - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

  1. Date: 8/4/2012 4:28:00 PM
    Forever reaching while teaching.....what a true poet yearns to express you have managed to convey so wonderfully in this intricate insight into a writer's mind. A kindred spirit. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I visit when l can. Aloha, Lotus

  1. Date: 8/4/2012 1:37:00 PM
    Great write we can all associate with this, have a great day Willie, hugs vie