Release

Writing is nothing more than creation of the mind
A way of releasing everything kept in your soul
It's the source of

A single word

It started with a single word- then came another five. When I got to my second line, I nearly began to cry.

"A Writer's Week"
Day 1:
The pencil is just as easy to wield as the log I sit upon.
It crushes, it smashes, it breaks, the

Sweet Dreams

Whispers in the night...
my mind does never rest.
I went to bed at ten o'clock...
these thoughts are such a pest.

I

For Those Who Wait In Silence

Writing, for now, is my lover abroad;
Out of sight, but very much in mind.
I hold it, caress