I am, a penman,
encoded with words from within soul,
Stitched in grace.
Embroidered in breath
and fabric of my being.
I go by many names.
Sorcerer to magically scribe words to page.
Gardner planting seeds of thoughts for readers eyes.
Sculpturer using a tool of pen
to etch out visions.
A Dreamer making my way
across fields of white.
Whatever the title...
I'm glad to share. It is who I am
A gift of a writer inside a human vessel.
Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 11:40 AM UTC
I am, a penman,
encoded with words from within soul,
Stitched in grace.
Embroidered in breath
and fabric of my being.
I go by many names.
Sorcerer to magically scribe words to page.
Gardner planting seeds of thoughts for readers eyes.
Sculpturer using a tool of pen
to etch out visions.
A Dreamer making my way
across fields of white.
Whatever the title...
I'm glad to share. It is who I am
A gift of a writer inside a human vessel.
Dedicated to Loralee and all the writers on this site including me LOL
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