Courtney has a gift. A way with words, I though I’d share them with you as I believe many of us feel the same way as she when she wrote this piece. Enjoy!
is black and white, and regular.
But this cover protects the fine, thin
pages where the hand and eye and pen
will land, like a small wayward ship
tipped to an island, empty of man,
yet full of life. And I, a passenger,
press my words on the white sand
near to the center of you. I remain
affixed to this place that is not a place.
Though I sit at a desk, I feel as if I stand
on the shores of a new bright haven.
This poem was inspired by a prompt by my friend Kate of Old, New or True— Scribble Scrawl 15 Minute Challenge: Ode to a Trivial Thing that is Making Your Day.
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