Wedded To Verse


For better or for worse
A poet likes to lift
A stone to see what is
Going on under there

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on June 5, 2017, in Prose With Pretensions, Quatrain and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 9 Comments.

  1. Isn’t that the truth! And often what we find is serendipity and synchronicity.

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  2. A time came when I looked back at my poetry and saw what had been there all along, waiting for my willingness to accept it.

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  3. So true! Poetries are always intense! ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ‘

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