Eloquent gathering…

Gathering my thoughtswhich are a lot, (or not)I part ways with misery,writing with it as my ink;ain’t as shallow as I think. Gathering joyous words,which are a lot, (indeed)I write from hollow mind,the echo of trapped voice;muse, then does rejoice. Together, they form me,my muse’s life, (they do)And with a silent flourish,they eloquently nourish;freeing me … Read more Eloquent gathering…