If I Do Not Write It, Nobody Will !!
I take up my quill,
with ink I do fill,
to write words of expressive
form, with meaningful
purpose.
I do not write lightly, with
quill, poised in thought,
held between forefinger
and thumb, tightly.
Without giving thought,
before I set my hand,
I need not bother to waste
my time spent and might
as well bury my head
in the sand.
So it be with careful thought,
I write, to release my inner most
feeling
and to give pleasure,
gained from the subject or a
philosophical view point,
without repetition or from other
works stealing.
My quest, simply is this, to be
creative, constructive in thought
word and deed.
I will not set my hand to, without
having plotted, to where it shall
lead.
T'is true of anyone, to lead or follow
by example.
The written word can be like a music
score, fine tuned to read and tweaked,
from a sample.
Having a knowledge of a given subject,
to apply, to make sense,
is key in the past, present or
future tense.
All subjects, topics, may or can
be written about.
The beauty of the quill and ink,
is the stroke,
like an artists' brush,
the finished work,
pleasing to the eye,
expressive, subtle,
without it having to shout.
My work, I see as an art form,
to give pleasure and inspire,
a phenomenon,
I never seem to tire.
The written word, is mightier than
the sword.
My quill has a finer point to make.
It is from works, that have been scribed
meticulously,
that an author's persona is given,
to be liked or disliked,
a choice to make.
My persona, is one of generous
giving of a life-time.
This coupled with what I am,
I shall not change, or be changed,
to follow as a lamb.
Critiques there are, accountable I am
not, for I will continue my quest with
an insatiable appetite.
So long as I am able to give or can
contribute with conviction,
in the firm belief of correctness,
integrity, truth and use of
intellectual understanding,
to be right.
I am not a person to blow my
own trumpet, keeping one's own
counsel, works well,
but I am outspoken, not backward
in coming forward, to challenge
injustice and to satisfactory result.
I cannot abide those with treacherous
and cruel minded attitude and
directed or indirected insult.
My quest shall not be in vain.
Grey skies, clouding over,
come the rain.
My vision shall be firmly affixed and
clarity shall prevail, in all that I
apply.
The seas may be rough, but my
ship, shall steer it's course,
accordingly setting the sail.
Whether it be verse, prose,
freestyle or haiku I compose,
from a given topic of fact or
fictional thought,
I draft the written word in a
form to comprehend and in
furtherance to completion.
It shall not be complete until I
am satisfied,
that all of my disciplines have
been applied.
I feel strongly about why I should
and this I ought.
My works will never be
exhausted.
I draw upon my artistic side,
knowledge and belief,
giving enjoyment,
pleasure to other's,
from an ocean of subject
matter, topics and material
galore,
until such time,
I am not able and I am
no more.
with ink I do fill,
to write words of expressive
form, with meaningful
purpose.
I do not write lightly, with
quill, poised in thought,
held between forefinger
and thumb, tightly.
Without giving thought,
before I set my hand,
I need not bother to waste
my time spent and might
as well bury my head
in the sand.
So it be with careful thought,
I write, to release my inner most
feeling
and to give pleasure,
gained from the subject or a
philosophical view point,
without repetition or from other
works stealing.
My quest, simply is this, to be
creative, constructive in thought
word and deed.
I will not set my hand to, without
having plotted, to where it shall
lead.
T'is true of anyone, to lead or follow
by example.
The written word can be like a music
score, fine tuned to read and tweaked,
from a sample.
Having a knowledge of a given subject,
to apply, to make sense,
is key in the past, present or
future tense.
All subjects, topics, may or can
be written about.
The beauty of the quill and ink,
is the stroke,
like an artists' brush,
the finished work,
pleasing to the eye,
expressive, subtle,
without it having to shout.
My work, I see as an art form,
to give pleasure and inspire,
a phenomenon,
I never seem to tire.
The written word, is mightier than
the sword.
My quill has a finer point to make.
It is from works, that have been scribed
meticulously,
that an author's persona is given,
to be liked or disliked,
a choice to make.
My persona, is one of generous
giving of a life-time.
This coupled with what I am,
I shall not change, or be changed,
to follow as a lamb.
Critiques there are, accountable I am
not, for I will continue my quest with
an insatiable appetite.
So long as I am able to give or can
contribute with conviction,
in the firm belief of correctness,
integrity, truth and use of
intellectual understanding,
to be right.
I am not a person to blow my
own trumpet, keeping one's own
counsel, works well,
but I am outspoken, not backward
in coming forward, to challenge
injustice and to satisfactory result.
I cannot abide those with treacherous
and cruel minded attitude and
directed or indirected insult.
My quest shall not be in vain.
Grey skies, clouding over,
come the rain.
My vision shall be firmly affixed and
clarity shall prevail, in all that I
apply.
The seas may be rough, but my
ship, shall steer it's course,
accordingly setting the sail.
Whether it be verse, prose,
freestyle or haiku I compose,
from a given topic of fact or
fictional thought,
I draft the written word in a
form to comprehend and in
furtherance to completion.
It shall not be complete until I
am satisfied,
that all of my disciplines have
been applied.
I feel strongly about why I should
and this I ought.
My works will never be
exhausted.
I draw upon my artistic side,
knowledge and belief,
giving enjoyment,
pleasure to other's,
from an ocean of subject
matter, topics and material
galore,
until such time,
I am not able and I am
no more.
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