The Woman of the World: Some More of My Poetry
Image Source: https://www.semanticscholar.org/paper/The-persistence-of-memory-(1931)-by-Salvador-Dal%C3%AD-Salcman/623fb03024cf1aa3c40dbe5189b767c28ca63d08/figure/1 I t's been a long time since I've included my poetry here. I have been focusing my efforts instead on my novel series and to my blog. But there was an instance recently that had me composing poetry again, and I found that I had missed it. I missed the puzzle of working out how to lay it all out: How many lines? How stanzas? Which one is the perfect word? It felt like familiar territory, like visiting an old friend. Well, without further ado: The Woman of the World My shadow stretches beyond me As I walk through the sands; I can see the sun blaze Through tears and sweat, Feel the stinging, The blistering, The burning. The nightmares haunt. Every day is Halloween; My Hound within hungers for blood, For flesh that has done wrong. We know where Evil lurks unseen. “ To be or not to be ” Is not the question for...