Tag, I'm it.
In the fourth installment of the round robin blog writing challenge started by Gryphon, I have been tapped to take my swings.
Here are the proceeding entries in order to get you up to speed.
First
Second
Third
And away we go...
A pane of glass that separates
the world outside from inner states
so privately I seek out praise
to terrified to meet their gaze
alone I sit in solitude
while mustering the fortitude
to go outside and let it show
that I can dance in Luna’s glow.
Afraid I am to temp the fates
My fear to fail I can’t abate
And still I know my voice must raise
To tell the world they can not phase
this man who can, though it may blow
withstand the force of Ursa’s flow
On to my boy Richard, how I haven't asked if he wants to do this but he is always game for such things.
3 Comments:
My son, the poet!
12:35 AM
Okay... my little paragraph took about two weeks; you wrote a full poem in about a day. I hate you.
;)
10:38 AM
actually, I wrote it in about an hour last night... actually this morning. I couldn't sleep.
11:10 AM
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