MY HOUSE REEKS
My abode reeks of the smell of stale tobacco smokeReeks of much thinking - of conversation I have had
And wished I had had
Reeks of versealaiting - I am not a poet!
Maybe versalaiting - a new word for The Oxford Dictionary?!
My place reeks of times loneliness - also reeks of companionship
This cave reeks of many smells - armorers
But it is my hidey hole!
Hear I sit and think - type out my verseaslaiting words in my house!
Good or bad - well thats not for me to comment
That I leave to those who read my works!
Ken D Williams
The Dyslexic Wordsmith Of Thanet
Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2019-06-16 at 11:19
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