Hsggsh
United States
Mom wanted me to publish a book of poetry, so I did. "Dedicated to My Muse and Other Inspirations." Unfortunately, it was after she passed, so I grieve not just for losing her, but for not accomplishing this while she was here. There's a lesson there within which I hope my failure illuminates others.
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I know many words, but alas, I can find none to woo my would-be Dulcinea.
I am adrift in a crowded sea, but remain unseen, my voice lost, even in calm waters.
I wander woods with the hope that an epiphany will softly fall upon me like Autumn leaves, but instead only hear them crack and crinkle under the weight of my lonely steps.
HSG (c) 2023
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I know many words, but alas, I can find none to woo my would-be Dulcinea.
I am adrift in a crowded sea, but remain unseen, my voice lost, even in calm waters.
I wander woods with the hope that an epiphany will softly fall upon me like Autumn leaves, but instead only hear them crack and crinkle under the weight of my lonely steps.
HSG (c) 2023