
earth’s coating on late autumn (a
yard of naked trees open for the
early frost) not death but a promise
stamped on your irises’ bows.
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I write because I read. I read because I write.
earth’s coating on late autumn (a
yard of naked trees open for the
early frost) not death but a promise
stamped on your irises’ bows.
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Binded but never blinded collection
Of letter conniving to form words
Of timeless wisdom freeing up minds
Kept inside the dark room of ignorance.
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Creator of poignant, moving poetry—
History told effectively,
Relevant events affecting humanity.
Ink-stained fingers also weave,
Sweet and blessed psalms that beat.
Together with his wise, sharp mind,
Over and over he graciously offers
Praises and clear insights.
He always read between the lines,
Even see beyond the writer’s rhymes.
Receive this late greeting I offer, to you my writing reader brother named…
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Written for one of my favorite readers, the writer of relevant, poignant and moving unique poetry, Christopher of CLCouch123, who I fondly call brother.
I missed greeting you on your exact birthday but I won’t let your birthday week ends without this gift! 🙂 Happy birthday brother! I pray for all the answers to your prayers. 😉 ❤
Purchased gifts can be as expensive as caviares
Ready-made presents can be as commonly seen as night stars
Albeit precious gifts are monetarily impressive
Your soft whispered words are actually more effective
Enough of anything material
Resort to something that is truly more personal
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In response to Writing 201 Day 2 assignment:
Day 2: Gift, Acrostic, Simile
There’s a whole array of sensations and emotions attached to gifts, whether you’re the gifter or the giftee. The tension between packaging and contents, the joy of tearing through layers of wrapping, the surprise or disappointment of discovery once you know what’s inside.
Today, write something about a gift.
I know this is beyond this course but I am now asking you guys to give me the most precious gift, prayer, as my mom is currently at the hospital. 😦
Thank you.
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