Chapter 13: Rich
I heard your voice, and wondered where you are—
In ear’s reach, or beyond the farthest star?
Has your voice changed—the voice which plucks my strings?
Do you still write such music as gives me wings?
April Anthology 2016: Rich
Story Summary
NAPOWRIMO poetry writing challenge. Likely to wind up as a sort of poetry-journal - poems about whatever's on my mind, possibly interspersed with prompts from friends.
- chasing lights
- crowd-music
- touching times
- heartflame
- sleepy morning
- Haiku Trilogy for Ramandu's Daughter
- sunshine in "the rabbit park"
- Green Witch's Lute (Narnia/theo)
- bake your heart out
- For Luna's Exile (MLP:FIM)
- Trust (Haiku)
- For the Storyteller
- Rich
- to the victor the spoils
- White Stag Spring
- Waiting room
- With one still away
- Stumble (haiku)
- In good company
- A toy adventure
- Acrostic I
- The shape of my Library
- Protection (Narnia)
- If
- the next step
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