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21 days of solitude

hey !

i hope this message finds you well and good !

i'd like to announce a milestone in my life as a writer : i just published my first poetry collection, entitled Journey to Understanding !

here's the presentation :

I can't recall precisely when or why I started to write poetry. What I remember though is a demanding period in my life during which I would publish demos of my compositions in various social networks on a regular basis. Usually, I would share them in blog posts using embedded players, and add a short presentation. In the case of songs, I would also include the lyrics. For instrumentals, it seemed appropriate to write at least a few stanzas, typically inspired by the underlying theme of the compositions, or sometimes by their titles only.

Eventually I also published poems on their own, without music, whether inspired by the circumstances I was in, or to illustrate specific ideas, or in an attempt to convey specific messages, or to share wisdom gathered along the way, or to leave footprints behind.

The process I was involved in at the time led to a flash of understanding that still resonates in me to this day. That epiphany yielded a particular piece, to which I
gave the title “Understanding.”

The poems gathered here, the milestones of that journey, are presented in their original chronological order of publication, and their original form.

My hope is that my journey to understanding will shed at least a little light on yours.

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the ebook is available for preview and download in various formats via a number of online stores, including Smashwords, Lulu, Google Play Books, and the Kindle Bookstore.

please see my latest post on my profile for links.

thanks for your attention,
best wishes,
Chris

THREE HUNDRED AND FORTY

I still count the days since you have been gone.

Look across the room, see your face
for a moment, before it melts like so much
frost on a warm window pane.

I feel your fingers curled around mine,
but when I open my hand,
it’s nothing but empty air.

My hand slides across the bed,
searching for your warmth,
but I only find cold sheets.

Your boots stand empty on the porch.
For a second, you fill them,
smile at me before
you disappear, mist in the wind.

The door opens.
I think it’s you.
When I get up, no one is there.

I look into the spaces you left behind.
The shelf that held your hats
is barren as a windswept shore.

Your idle tools gather dust.
Weeds grow wild
without your hand to tame them.
The dogs have claimed your spot on the couch.

I still count the days since you have been gone.
- Delaine Certo

Menifee, CA
January 9, 2019

Hello, I would like to share my Love Poetry Collection of 49 Love Poems, that was just published this week, enjoy reading it :)

https://www.bookrix.com/_ebook-zorica-savron-only-for-you-my-love/

https://www.bookrix.com/_ebook-yolla-will-the-story-of-us/
Hello Guys!
Would you check the first chapter of my story? It's a serious of letters and it won't take you long to read, you will enjoy them I hope ;)
Make sure you tell me what you think!

Hi can someone please help me write some poetry

http://www.bookrix.com/_ebook-final-fairytail-poems/

I am sure we may have a Music writer too in this group. If there is one, please raise your hand.