Writing Reading No ARITHMATICK


Like fleeting thoughts the stories grow,
Much faster then we ever know.
London, Blyton even Creasey,
To them the tales they told was easy.

Asimov, Hemingway to many to mention.
Sci-fi, Thriller, I love the tension.
Not knowing what comes next,
Some leave me feeling quite perplexed.

Chaucer, Keats, Hardy too,
These were people I wish I knew,
As I look to books ages past,
Time goes by moving fast.

Whether fact or folklore,
As days go past I need more.
As I pick up my glass of mead,
Time to stop writing, Its time to read.

Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-10-05 at 12:33

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