Dragged through shards of himself
by a withered hand of glory
cut from the last broken reflection he saw
smiling at him out of warped glass
he knows the road is just begun
Lying on his back awake
as stars above him live and breathe and die
waiting for the dread to return
he wonders aloud what strength is left
in the fingers of a severed hand
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Why do you write what you write?
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10 responses to “Hand of Glory”
That is a good question. I like to write because…i guess I just enjoy it. Also perfecting the art entertains me. So, I enjoy failing and trying over and over even if what I have other people like.
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A fair answer! (: failure really is key to improving, in a sort of paradoxical way. Cheers!
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In answer to the question: Over 15 years ago, an editor told me simply, “Writers write.” Meaning, of course, that all else is useless in learning the craft. While my half-baked ideas of writing fiction have languished, I still work at it because I find I can’t quite quit it. Maybe the goal should be to worry about keeping the flame lit and let the rest take care of itself?
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Sounds like great advice, and a good goal! Writers write… a good thing to repeat when I don’t feel like sitting down and working (; Thanks for the response!
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I write because I enjoy it and want to share – but nonfiction is much easier than fiction. Good poem!
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Interesting. For me it’s the opposite! Good non-fiction is very hard for me to write. I love hearing others’ perspectives! Thanks for the comment (: cheers
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I try poetry lol, though I’m not very good. I really enjoy writing short stories 🙂
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I clearly can’t read haha, I will re-answer the question. In regards to the short stories, I enjoy writing them because I love to let my imagination wander and it amazes me how freeing it can be to start a story with a thought in the middle of a city and follow the journey as it weaves through all kinds of places. Forests, oceans, future, past, magical times and places full of faeries and goblins all the way to the paranormal.
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Beautifully said! You’ve reminded me of a Shel Silverstein poem, which has been an immense inspiration to everything I’ve written:
Magic
Sandra’s seen a leprechaun,
Eddie touched a troll,
Laurie danced with witches once,
Charlie found some goblins’ gold.
Donald heard a mermaid sing,
Susy spied an elf,
But all the magic I have known
I’ve had to make myself.
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