| Biographical Poetry
posted October 24, 2017
A writers quest.
Each poetic heart has one cry above all others
A quest which grows to obsession
In the waning hours of the day
When the sun is in its dregs
Weary, worn in the search
The prize like a light dances at the edge of conscious thought
Skipping barely out of reach
Laboring to bring an idea into the reader's eye
The poet's heart will not faint , it will continue
Until, like the dawn breaking over the horizon,
That perfectly suited word presents itself
Joy infuses the scribe as labor bears luscious fruit
A mind that at last can rest, till the Muse calls again
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