Spinning words of gossamer delicacy,
Weaving an intricate world of silk.
Entwining strands of delicate memory,
Creating a quilt of diaphanous evocation.
Tying the transpicuous knots of mind,
Knotting a thought of intricacy.
Threading fragments of ornate thought,
Creating a pattern of deep introspection.
These are the words of the poet
And all he is…
(Please do not copy or reproduce this poem without permission)
There is a new writing competition, on the theme of ‘Fear’:
The piece may follow any format, however it must consist of less than 500 words.
To enter, please send me your work using the ‘Contact’ section, or email me at:
The closing date for the competition is the 10th of March.
Thank you for taking part!