
My work has lived
and I tire, now
My stairway to heaven
—extra long—
sweat dripping into
half-open eyes
and feeling the burn
devils on escalators
flying by
the backpack I wear
will have to be checked at the door
I’m pretty sure,
but the
gospel I coded
might allow
entrance…
©Karen Robiscoe
October 8, 2013 





sooo true but, such a temporal outllok, Completely different view from how Victor Hugo sees evaluates his writing ! Faithfully always ~Debbie
I will have to look this fellow up–she says, revealing her lack of poetry knowhow…hehe…he’s sounds familiar!
I’ll send you the quote dear~ He wrote “Les Miserable.” 🙂
Now, this is a piece, I would love to come by and read again, again and again…Ticks me ready, sets my mood right…Refreshing!!!
Hi Deba! This is an anthem for every writer, I think–artists, too. It takes so much out of one to create, doesn’t it? And the rewards so few and far between. Super great to cyber see u. 🙂
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