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POSTED IN contemporary poetry October 4, 2013

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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May I never become jaded through the poetry I write
May the words I use be never written purely out of spite
May the seeds of healthy inspiration grow inside my mind
May that inspiration never be too difficult to find
May creative winds blow gently if I stumble in my quest
May the flicker of a sudden thought allow me time to rest
May there be moments woven into rhyming artistry
May the colors and the patterns create written harmony
May I find peace and contentment as each day comes to an end
In this simple little offering I call my poetry friend.

 

 

 

 

 

Wanda Kiel-Rapana