The Poet’s Fate

They wonder why he writes so much,
That there’s so few will ever read;
And what this strange compulsion is,
This all-embracing need —

But long he travelled through the shadows
Of the vale of night:
He first wrote just to breathe,
But now he breathes
So he can write


 

(“The Poet’s Fate” – 11/6/2014)

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  1. I really love this poem and can completely relate to it. I lost my Father just over a year ago and starting writing poetry on a daily basis from that point onwards. I need to write poems and it is a kind of therapy for me. Thanks so much for sharing. I will follow your blog. I have also just started a poetry blog on WordPress in case you have time to read? Have a good day, Sam 🙂

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