Firestone Friday: Poem IX

A volume with new binding,

strong, lusty, erect,

a spine that curls only

as I draw my fingers across it;

a form so forbidding,

and defiantly unyielding

that resists opening

until I whisper its title,

calling it by name,

and it finally

gives in.

Author: faithhealthandmusings

When life offers us so rich a bounty of inspiration, how can we help but to reflect in writing all that climbs into our hearts and takes up residence there?

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