We gather our praises
From those who will read
We love the attention
For on it we feed.
And yet in all fairness
We try to write well
But a while in the spotlight
Is quite nice for a spell.
Then it’s back to the pen
Our thinking-frowns on
As we all live in fear
Of when the skill’s gone.
Till then we all write
We write and we write
Our pens poised forever
As we wait for insight.
©Joe Wilson – On writing…2016
Jovis on a Journey... 
I gather no praises
And write with a bic
The joy of expression
Is pure and intrinsic.
I write when I want to
It’s perfectly clear
My pen is not poised
As I don’t live in fear.
Bexy ~ On replying 2016
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