Lost at Birth

Ronovan's Decima Poetry Challenge #35 - KNOCK in 'a' rhyme For, when the time stopped in the clock,when nothing stirred and all were still,clear were the whispers of my quill.My words collected in a flock,and woke me up with sudden knock.Parting my mouth to give them life,when only air came out with strife.On their way... Continue Reading →

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