The Soul Who Pens Poems

   The soul who pens poems 
       for a living
    At the end of each day
       what’s he taken
           what’s he given

    A perfectly gorgeous day remains 
       indescribable
    All-in-all, his pursuit 
       inadvisable
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Mckeithan Avatar
March 6, 2025 at 9:22 AM
Very nice Gershon. Sounds like all of us
Tor Avatar
March 6, 2025 at 1:03 AM
That's 90 percent of writers my friend...
Greenhough Avatar
March 4, 2025 at 12:11 PM
Ha ha. Is this all of us?
Goldsmith Avatar
March 3, 2025 at 12:13 PM
I enjoyed reading your write. A true writer loves to write. So Write On............
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