The pen

Here’s a poem by friend Charlypriest, who writes poetry with passion and purpose… like all good poets, sometimes meaning is obscure, but that’s what makes it good. Thanks for the reblog…Charly.


I exchanged the rifle for a pen
I see a new life then
It also provides new life to imaginable people
It’s a parallel universe
Which I can turn around and reverse
The pen is what makes me put the Turkmen
In the Big Ben

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses

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