So long away I’ve slept
Another day, unwilling
Setting into motion,
No springtime bud
Oh thing unwound as
From clocks chimming
In churches, bells of steples
Brought down to avoid
Fire into sanctuaries built
Below poetry, scripture
Psalms, unwritten from King
David, unto another King
Condemned for nothing
But to preach, heal, wonderment
Eternal Love, I return again
To my Poetry, my safety, never
Casting me about, never asking
More than I can give, waiting
As a daughter, Love eternal
Oh Jesus, save us all as you
Have promised in John’s Book,
No Negativity, acceptance of all.
Charles Taylor, C 3-31-2018
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I was a University and community college instructor. I am an ordinary man writing for artistic reasons, and simple taste-- blogs are an answer to high priced self-publishing. Walt Whitman had to print his 1000 paper books himself because in 1855 poetry did not sell. It does not sell now unless you have a Pulitzer Prize, and even then, the poet usually makes a living in other ways than poetry. In all ages there have been writers writing out of their own reasons. I am an older man with fewer computer skills than my daughter. Blogs let me reach an audience missed by books, and I stand a better chance to reach a wider audience. My two self-published books, Winter from Spring, and Meditations on Gratitude, Charles E Taylor, MFA, Xlibris.com and a third coming out sometime next year, through The Book Patch: For Patty Brown... satisfy needs to hold books, and, yet, still read as electronic books which are easier to produce than paper books. The blog allowed me to write a compendium of my writing. I can combine composition with production. Wordpress provides word processing with production. When the writer finishes writing they press publish and then a finished piece. I’m happy to present to you a slice of my personal writing. Do enjoy what you read!
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