Jan 20 2008
Because

It was a good day
because I wrote
Because ideas clung
to the paper.
The ink sunk in deep -
permanently.
I offer my world
to your focus.
And I leave it
as a fingerprint
of my spirit.
copyright 2007
Jan 20 2008

It was a good day
because I wrote
Because ideas clung
to the paper.
The ink sunk in deep -
permanently.
I offer my world
to your focus.
And I leave it
as a fingerprint
of my spirit.
copyright 2007
Jan 15 2008

Unloved books
line the wall.
Their smell calls
out to me.
Hand reaches
wants to touch.
I breathe in
yellow pages.
History.
Feel the love
of past reads.
And whisper
I’ll love you.
You are home.
copyright 2007