H. B. Anderson Writing

freelance writing and blogging

The Weeping Willow’s wisdom It itself did not possess But yet, the wisdom of the people Who took shelter in its breadth  He saw couple after couple That carved their names in his bark He’d see young and old with stories untold That would rest below his arch In his years, he’d seen writers Who …

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Poetry, my dear,Poetry all-dayPoetry to keep the bad feelings awayI grab up my pen and scrawl to conveyMy inmost thoughts and feelings- all in wordful array Words upon wordsI print, and I prod,Wonderings and workingsWorkings and thoughts For what is a writer without their writing?They are a shell of a beingWho has so many feelingsThey …

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