Contest entry dedicated to a preferred author at WDC for 9/3/08 |
The Torch Joy, your spirit would have made your mama proud, the way you felt when (your) Mama wrote. She fed your Thirst for words and gave you something of importance, far more valuable than beauty or fame, more substantial than blood and bone, that would last beyond the fragile papers in your House of Solitude, for you have received the torch of words and have written your life in the palms of those who come behind you, The lines you etched, with your letters and dreams, make a liar of the make-believe mystic’s fortune, the words the Palm Reader says. What does she know of misguided love of man, of the more steadfast love of words, of the tranquility of the ocean, of grand actors and artists, of Dali and Shakespeare, of passing the torch, the written word. She knows nothing, I say. 20 Lines Written for: Joy - Happy 8th WC (202) For September 3rd Entry Pin the Tail on the Donkey References from her port: "House of Solitude" House of Solitude "When Mama Wrote" When Mama Wrote "Something of Importance" Something of Importance "THIRST" Thirst "The Palm-Reader Says" The Palm Reader Says "The Palm-Reader Says" The Ocean SWPoet |