Union

Writers are scavengers of life.

Plucking emotion from made up fantasies while dealing with reality.

Writers use words as a timewarp to manipulate and control destinies of their inner wants and needs.

Setting the dark gnarly worm of self destruction into a blossoming butterfly of freedom from the demon of the Id.

Compensation comes in the form of the devoted reader who scours every word for entertainment, enjoyment and meaning;

Finding more than what they were looking for.

Finding for themselves a sanctuary between the words and nestling in for keeps.

We delve within our slumber of reality and live among dreams, we —the writer and the reader.

A match entwined.

27 January 2016

Loyalty

You love Me

and

sulk with sad eyes

pleading Me to stay

as I dress to leave

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I love You

but

I leave You

alone forever

again and again

You meet my return

every

time

with joy

Nails hitting linoleum

Behind the door

Jumping paws

Beating the rhythm

for

Happy Barks

jd sleeping

This poem was written for a college English assignment.  My fur babies –