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Writer's pictureSherry Healy

Dead Poets Still Rein

Updated: Sep 30, 2023


Words blend nicely into fame

Those of yesteryears talk with a lack of fear

Gone they are, words still flow

  

Found now across the world, antique musty shops, under old beds, book stops  

I search for their precious skins of leather, covers most often lost,

I will buy at any cost

To scribe my words as they penned, oh to live just one single back when

Might I have the gift to scribe, perhaps as Biblical Luke’s hand did not hide

Sleep now, my pages at my bedside, to open eyes with twill in hand, and try try try again. 

Sherry Healy©️

2023


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