I contribute this poem to Griffonner

Without his insight on my poem POETBAY

I would have never written this.


We All write what we write,

Sometimes to fill a void.

Sometimes out of need,

Sometimes our heart bleeds.


Something stirs inside

Sometimes like a single seed

Steadily growing so slowly

Before picking up speed


I have to confess

All of the above is me

Than again here's the rub

To some I may appear simple 

I write what I write out of love 


Not as some may think of me

Because of my love of symmetry

Or for my love of reading poetry 

You may find this a little trite 

I love to share and read poetry 

That myself and others write

Writing has given me another life

Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-04-30 at 00:08

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
I am honoured to have provided a spark in your mind. But who would have thought that a tiny spark would have burst into this fiery defense of your love of writing! Lovely stuff.