“One word drives out another”

“The End Crowns the Work”

  1. C. J. Black

My poem, a procession of words that really no one but I can follow,

Expands and expands until an end comes into sight

He or she who plants is guaranteed to reap?

And benefit from the riches as a “sonnet” emerges?

That is the expectation – let me not be disappointed

It may not be of perfect form

Hopefully it will not be too disjointed.


Caressing each line, is a comfort

There is nothing at all sinister in such a disclosure

The writer showing his/her feeling

Should at all times be encouraged?

Not hiding your light under a bushel – “Empty Vessels Make the Most Noise”

“Look at my works, ye mighty, and despair!” *


  1.            C. J. Black©β

Thursday 6 August 2015


*P. B. Shelly – Ozymandias.



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