Poet…

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)

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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:

uponthehearth@gmail.com

 

The closing date for the competition is the 10th of March.

 

Thank you for taking part!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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