A Writer's Word

The sun peeks over the mountains,
And touches the gloomy sky,
It spreads its ray of golden joy,
And awakes each sleeping eye.

Turning the page of a battered book,
To one still blank and new,
A writer's muse is tingling,
Fill that page with you.

Each word is filled with meaning,
It's speaker's soul defined,
It holds the key to a writer's heart,
And speaks a writer's mind.

Author's Note

I'm not that happy with this. Work in progress.

Reviews

[ShadowWolf]

I am not sure why you are not happy with it for it speaks volumes and very well.

[Lyra H]

Beautifully done!

[James K. Blaylock]

There is nothing here... may have gotten erased.

jkb