Armed with my ink
I think I am invincible
That my words can tell a tale of love
Can speak a truth and be eternal

Is that why I write?
To be trawled forever on an Internet site
So I might remain immortal on the page
My word’s to remain timeless and never age

It is the reader, not the writer
Who decides the writers plight
Whether the seeds of words he sows
Into something lasting grows

© 2013 by Peter Anstiss

  1. gdalexander says:

    Riveting poem! Thanks for sharing. I will follow your blog and return to read more, for sure.

    I have a new writing blog that I created after self-publishing my first novel for the Kindle. Please check it out and share your writing experiences with me!

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