The Novelist

Princess Purple

Hers is a beauty of eloquent pen,

Trilogies etched with a holy amen;

Fragile and humble, she offers her soul,

Teardrops her parchment, resilience her scroll.

O Writer’s Dream

O Writer’s dream –

repository of paper,

blank canvas yearning for inky scratchings.

Whispering gossip on leafy wings,

offering flesh as medium

for Ideas and

pulp as Quotes.

Parchment rolled into nature’s womb,

bearer of treaties and

grocery lists,

essay indicting abuses of old.

Write me into your story,

inscribe your beauty,

etch wisdom onto the

pages of my heart,

O writer’s dream…

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Paper birch are so lovely, aren’t they?