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    The Ink Is Flowing

    Byadmin

    The Ink is flowing,Lamplight is glowing,Specters dance in my head.Waiting for that creative spark,To pull life out of the dark,And express what needs to be said.For when the voice shakes,And a heavy heart aches,The pen releases the spell.Twisted insides unwinding,I’m finally finding,The way to break out of my shell.

  • Lamplight

    ByEmily Romrell

    There is nothing so comforting as the quiet glow of the lamplight, On a night stand while the world outside is asleep, It is a warm presence; not too bright and not too dim, But the exact disposition of light to calm hurried thoughts at the end of the day; A beacon guiding souls to…