Alone in a Starbucks Café.

Remember we only come alive

Once the writer takes pen in hand.

We then compose ourselves, form words on command.


Everyday brings a new challenge

Nothing surprises as we rearrange

To form words which are used worldwide

In turn this leaves stories without a hiding place.


Pen, the instrument in the hand of the master

Will highlight success, headline disaster.

(c) Chris Black 2017.


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