Haiku for the Weary Writer

Timely writing,

readers sift, through stories,

hungry for more.

Ideas are like ore,

extracted from solid rock,

Mine of Mind.

Fear and Doubt,

Are sold, by the idle.

I will never invest.

One million words,

is said to make a writer,

words are steps.

My little black book,

Red pen captures idea,

gold, in my pocket.

Reader. Listener.

Silent exchange of story,

a mind grows.

Writing. Cooking.

Practice.  Ingredients.

Perfection takes time.

Copyright © 2017 Zachary W Gilbert

 

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