Dream Catcher
We've a name for him,
spoken with deep feeling;
he caught the pith of our dreams
and simply left us reeling.
He took our written words,
cast them in Roman type;
then gave forth stellar books
with very little hype.
Our anthologies are Gems,
gleaming Pearls of the Pen;
set in green Emerald Fields,
glimmering from within.
We no longer hide thoughts
or shudder at rejection,
but cast forth on the wind
for critical inspection.
Fountain City Publishing
has given us a venue
in which our writing
may flourish and continue.
Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2014
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