A Dreaming Writer

I’m a writer, it is easy to tell
I throw out words right and left
With as much precision I can as well
Flighty words and those with heft

I seek to put ideas out of my mind
And into the hearts of another
I strive to use all of the words I can find
Yet always seeking to find some other

I find pleasure in writing it all
Emotional and mundane tales
Feats of greatness, or just plans that fall
Or a dream that makes a heart sail

I have no special knowledge I know
Just a yearning to explore thoughts
Whether this is good for me to show
Is doing this something I’m taught?

Exposing it is my only selection
So I must write, there is no choice
Letting others decide whether deception
Is it the same if I don’t give it voice?

Barbara Blackcinder

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About Barbara Blackcinder

I am a poet/writer with a need for words. There are so many out there that I haven't used yet. They define all reality and mine when you read those from me.
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