My Words

Thoughts I place upon the page,
a foreign soul belonging to me.
Presented view from the other side,
letters I form lets the seeker see.

Dwelling in reach-seeming so far,
hidden face in façade of stone.
From calm to tempest for all to hear,
emerges a voice unlike the known.

Spoken by one - but garnered for two,
inside the depths lies vision's sight.
Pretenses follow an expected path;
trails beyond whispers is what I write.

A handful of words are of my own;
the spell for an enchantment to dreams.
Each sharing speaks the realm of mind;
my surrounding world as it seems.

© C.E.Vance

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A bit of nonsense which I should have tossed in the waste can. It is what it is.

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I enjoyed this much!

I enjoyed this much!

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cevance's picture

Thank you very much.

Thank you very much.