Grabbing the pen

Grabbing the pen,
What else could I do?
I don’t know how to wield a sword nor am I able to swiftly swing my fists.
Grabbing the quill, out of despair, digging its tip into the black in the white of the page, tracing furrows of ink, leaving a trail of words.


©FJ Jan 2024
Recueils / Participation/ Groupe De Pratique

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