Poetry is Magic

Scratching away
At the surface of life
With a word a day
To know my strife

The pen glides across
The lies and the blocks
Showing the truth in the cross
Opening hidden locks

Poetry is magic
A tool to show
The fun and the tragic
The joy and the woe

Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment
The Lonely Recluse

~ by The Lonely Recluse on January 4, 2020.

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