Timothy Branch (Petersburg, Virginia)
Biography of Timothy Branch
As a young student words were intriguing. I'd study them and learn them to compete in spelling bee competitions. I then discovered the joy of writing rhythmic prose and sentences in patterns like other poems that others wrote. But then I began to write my own as I experienced things, people, and places. I now write with hopes to fulfill the need of that one reader in search of what I write. I write every jot with that one reader in mind each time that I write.
Timothy Branch's Works:
None to date.
Wind of the End
Blows by but at a stand still
Wind rustle the light varied leaves that hustle
Energies that lack speed as I remain motionless
Birds fly as eyes grow dim
Wind of the end, couldn't be.
Feelings of first winds never come again
Leaves once heard fall silent
Birds did fly forever still I lie
Wind of the end came as I stood by