A Poet’s Pen

Kathleen's Writings & Art

A midsummer night

in my sentiment my muse arose

depositing poetry at task,

with way of pen—

my contemplation obtaining shape,

my face against the wind,

my essence engaging in words realigning,

together with stillness of reason

and spirit unconfined,

mysterious language assembling,

selected in the same way as a trusted friend,

with my muse, I write.

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