I want to start by saying Commaful you are a great community. You have been a life force for me both reading your work and the support I have had is flipping amazing.
I have read over a million words and I have thoroughly enjoyed all of your pieces.
If, you are new to Commaful chances are I am gonna read your work soon or have done. I want to convey that this is a place to learn, grow and develop both in soul and writing.
Bless you all and thank you to those who follow and read my work. It truly means a lot.
So here is the 500th post I hope people enjoy what was a difficult write.
A writer's passion can quell or ignite emotion.
Like the tide can sink or carry a ship in the ocean.
As my pen prances I attempt a polish.
To give a semblance of immersion my only wish.
A reader gives a sense of affirmation.
Like when the sun rises it is a confirmation.
Embroiled by encroaching evocation.
Yet meaning still in a meandering separation
I offer my soul as a dish to be eaten raw.
The melody of my montage without a score.
Tantalising titillation trickle and traverse the page.
When I read, I find that the writers are advanced in age.
The weary soul of a writer often portrayed.
Words as soothing as desert shade.
Quenching quotes and quintessence.
All this found in my reading sessions.
Left with a bold impression.
Let the prowess of poetry never face cessation.
Thank you Commaful. Have a great day be proud of who you and what you write. And the fact that you are here in this great community of writers.