Wandering Herd of Lost Writers

I see the hours you dedicate

Mulling over rhymes

Nights observing the pen in your hand

Hoping it will leap forward and write

I see the beautiful chaos

You scribble onto pages

The radiance of your sunshine

And the war within that rages

Homogeneous creatures

Poets can often seem

Like evolved from some great ancestor

Or we emit the same energy

You, too, are probably searching

Where in this world to build a home

We’re a wandering herd of lost writers

Know that you are not alone

SWD 01/2018

Updated 06/2018

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9 Comments Add yours

  1. Elle Nguyen says:

    I love “beautiful chaos”. Great job!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Simply Expressed Feelings says:

    Nice one…šŸ‘

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Antsafanou says:

    You just perfectly described how I often feel. Very good one :-)Not alone indeed

    Liked by 1 person

  4. wow! wow! you penned it down so neatly.
    loved it.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. varjakBaby says:

    Really speaks to me.

    Liked by 1 person

  6. I like it. Sounds like what I do everyday.

    Liked by 1 person

  7. Elisa says:

    Yes, resonates. (:

    Liked by 1 person

  8. Love this – “Poets can often seem/Like evolved from some great ancestor”
    To the tribe of poets – I raise this cup!

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