Sometimes sailor across empty spaces,
I listen to the void, the silence in time.
The racer towards the brightest places,
I know of the loneliness, also of prime.
The home I hope for is simply heaven,
I flee from the denizens darker in form.
What brings me life is seeing of sevens,
The number perfect in all of its norm.
I hear the sounds, the help in the sky,
The graces of earth, the high sigh.
That great salvation of me, it is neigh.
Cannot you also see? It is the stary cry.
Dt
5 comments:
You might want to work on your formatting -- it would improve readability. (So would a larger font.)
Where are all of your readers? I can't provide a blogful of comments myself.
I know! I invited a plenty of people to look at it but few have accepted. Sigh, am I so harrowing a writer?
Ask no questions and I'll give you no answers.
I shall paraphrase just for you. Do my writing skills repel people from reading?
Oh, heck no.
Using paragraphs might help. (I see you hit the "return" key, but skipping a line would improve aesthetic readability.)
You have your own style, which is not only good, but necessary. You aren't C.S. Lewis, but who is? And besides, that's half of the purpose of blogging -- practicing writing so that one can improve. And you have skill with words, so keep at it.
If I were to offer suggestions regarding so many posts with so few comments -- don't take this the wrong way, because most of my blogging friends would do well to post more often -- but you could save posts a day so you have time to go over them (cleanup sentences, etc.) before posting.
Like I said, don't take that the wrong way. You don't need to post less frequently, per se, nor am I saying that you're lacking in quality, but a little fine-tuning would be worthwhile even if it means not quite posting every day.
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