Will for Words
Pent up and well spent
Here I rant and vent
Again this pen; ink bled
dries upon pages not read
Words once given were sent
Story hands ache each night
Tears shift loose past sight
Vain is the ocean deep
Empty dream that heart keeps
Is there will to fight?
Arise and fly once more
New skies call to shore
Wisp of wind speak now -
Soft to hard set brow
turn keys to open doors
Let skill imbue this quill
Let not heart be still
Some ears may turn away
Deaf to all you say
Hold onto your own will
YOU ARE READING
Woe
PoesíaFor this challenge you get to write a poem of any style, any subject, as long as it is not over 100 words. And no word is over 5 letters. We are thrilled to announce the winners of our Founder's Challenge #3!! 1st ... Woe By @Gwenda5 2nd ... Will f...
