A Character's Poem

 A character of mine wants to write a poem.

How do you think he did?

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My grave was bare but I kept it well

Sealed within I kept company with ghosts

Your eyes shown in the darkness, peering in

brighter than Winter-moon when pain is sharpest.

My life black ink on pale paper standing still

yet your voice raised it into brilliant song

I've felt the tender touch of cruelty and called it love

but when you touch me there are no threads

walking bones in flesh, I deserved less

Yet I saw that a heart does not need to bleed to beat.

A hand does not need to bruise to hold

Words need not sting or burn to be spoken

It was you that pulled me from this tomb

and told me that I live, I feel, I am.

We may be but two dead men, cold hands clasped

But my heart beat true at your kiss, when I thought death the end

Lets make a poem!

 It has been a while since I've delved into my poetry, so here is something I came up with recently, for your reading pleasure. 

My old job was a huge disaster
That robbed all employees of laughter
We hated the way
That the owners would bray
and kill all our spirits much faster.

Happy Limerick!

(I know, it's terrible. I'm out of practice.)

Progress!

 The newsletter is up!

My landing page has a review, and a picture, and a blurb! 

I'm halfway through draft 2.0, and it's being churned through my writing group!

If my timing is right, the writing group should get through it in about 8 months. Which is plenty of time to cut and trim and adjust everything. 

THEN I can send it through another beta read!

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