An Ode to the Writer
An Ode to the Writer When a poet takes his pen in hand and sits down at his desk A
Read moreAn Ode to the Writer When a poet takes his pen in hand and sits down at his desk A
Read moreThis Pen This pen I hold within my hand Portrays the life I’ve lived, The trials and torments I’ve
Read moreThe Writer … As night’s hands enfold him, the aged writer gently caresses his brain with his mind Urged
Read moreMy feet bare and cold but my pen is still warm Been penniless at times, but not for long-term
Read moreInsecurity…. And no-one came, empty seats and awkward silence, guilt for what unsaid remained, like a dark scratchy cloud profane,
Read moreEmbodied… The mind strives and the pen guides, as words in a vast universe find place, between self-loathing and ego’s
Read moreThe Creative Exiles All they asked was a fair chance a place in which to enjoy a floor in which
Read moreHowling winds pounding incessantly on the dirty window panes The constant rattling a reminder of the frailty of security A
Read moreHe stumbled through life, uncertainty ruled his mind, self doubt and worth abided his every line to cross, as thoughts
Read moreAspirations drip from laden quills, souls in quest of immortality, words so eloquent to last in thought, heart imbued with
Read moreEnlightenment comes from my own soul, Enlightenment comes from my own soul, Deep within where my thoughts always go. At these
Read moreGiven what I know the flow keeps on, and after its over I’ll be dead for sure, but for now
Read morePlatitudes are annoying, as if there’s no other way to exude the truth, and the more popular, the less they
Read moreWith a persistent endeavor, words conclude and a work sits idle, an earnest yearning to be viewed, and the author
Read moreNowhere Man Sometimes I feel invisible, A Nowhere Man, I don’t exist. Such thoughts may be unfounded, But these
Read moreAge, like the flow of sin upon skin, imparts its wrath, and at some point unrecognised I am, skin
Read moreWhat gifts a writer more than words, is intention, the heart of the expression, the essence of the writer written
Read moreMy path pursued … My Muse…my path in life Venerated, I remain in your charge, your
Read moreIf life tapped me on the shoulder and told me its time to go, I would be devastated. Not from
Read moreTony DeLorger © 2016 The lamp
Read moreThis Be a Writer .. Ink flows into
Read moreThe Writer Writing sometimes requires us to work odd hours, and often results in very little sleep. However, we usually
Read moreBeauteous Path Choosing the path of beauty, we
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