Quite quickly my ideas begin to form and evolve into something beyond my expectations, but midnight oil I have been known to burn
Quite
Quiet conversations are
Usually a blur of whispers and
In one's mind, they get louder and louder
Throwing the seeds of doubt on fertile ground, as you
Enter the dark of night where the dragons of mistrust and confusion, defy reason and haunt your sleep
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ALPHABET, an ABC of my ACROSTIC POETRY
Non-FictionThe alphabet has been used as the basis for a story relating my journey of discovery, in the world of acrostic writing, a form that I've come to love. Each page begins with a clip from Sesame Streets, Letter of the Day, followed a stanza beginning w...
