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Writing
By Cheryl Moore
A silver tongue would be nice
A pen that wrote golden prose
Or poetry would be better.
How would it feel to be Billy Collins
Whose books sit
On my bedside table?
His small journeys
Make magic of the mundane
Of ordinary daily events
One poem describes
Sitting at his desk words flow
Seemingly without his bidding
I sit at my desk
Pen posed over paper
Nothing comes out
I could doodle a picture
Make it look like a word
And start from there
Would it be like opening a tap
With words pouring out
Given enough time?
My words wouldn’t be golden
Nor even silver
Probably just tin
Maybe Billie’s don’t flow golden
Until he works and revises
As most good writers must
It’s like panning for gold
A lot of water flows
Before a bit of gold dust settles
Maybe more discipline
An ear for the music
Use metaphors and similes
I might rise above tin, to copper?
Roses blooming, lilacs too
Spring arriving, so much to do
Am I running late?
Look at that—it’s almost eight
When Cheryl Moore came to California in the early 1960’s, she realized she’d found her home. Then moving to Petaluma in the 70’s, she was as close to paradise as she’d ever be.
Travel has taken her to Europe and the Middle East. She has written on these memories as well as on the flora and fauna of the local river and her own garden.
You can find more of her writing in “The Write Spot to Jumpstart Your Writing: Discoveries” and “The Write Spot: Musings and Ravings From a Pandemic Year.”
