At Work

Masters sculpt with words
crafted by eons of use–
a poem or song, some float or spin.

I , too, select a phrase,
turn it, build a thought
brick by muddled brick–

And the foundation,
forged by strong ideas,
and stronger sentiment

Raised with perfect syntax,
concrete the musings
in the soon-to-be
lost annals of time.

 

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