Lone wolf? Trust me, I've met
Quite a few. I absolutely get
Your point. Yet, I have been alone
Far longer than anyone has known.
I reach to others, to share my light
This beauty for which I've had to fight
Yet still, acquaintance is a label which
I shall accept. It is a stitch,
A thread between poet and poet
(Tis something that can bring
Great joy, this tiny string)
Howl on, dear wolf. You shall get
What you seek.
Your future is not bleak.
And honestly,
I admire your triad of insanity.
YOU ARE READING
Poetic Repartee
PoetryPoetry.... That silken thread That takes words left unsaid And binds them into magic. Poetry....The way that Creators thrive The thing that makes them feel alive With every thrilling antic.
