Writing Poem by Ruth A. Black

Writing



Some poets publish their own books
Some never broadcast much;
But still the two of them must write
To clear their minds of such
Migrating moods that come, then go,
Like birds that reappear.
Each written word an author notes
Brings music to the ear.

Thursday, January 2, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: birds,books,moods,music,poets
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Ruth A. Black

Ruth A. Black

Bangor, Wisconsin
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