Reading What I Wrote

Reading What I Wrote

Feed back about my work has been mixed lately, those that liked it read it aloud; those who didn't like it didn't. Once my poems were read aloud, those that didn't suddenly did. So, I post this advice: read my poems out loud, you might just hear something you didn't know was there...

Monday, March 28, 2016

Query Letter

To use a voice that is not my own
Is a craft I work to hone
Can I actually accomplish this?

This voice, sarcastic, full of wit
Is it mine, the voice you read?

Or is it a plant's seed?
Planted to bloom and grow
     by me
To become something only you know
    a weed?

Listen to the voice, go where it leads
Follow it when you must
Always trust
A boomerang returns to where it's thrown
The voice you hear, it's not my own

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