Whetstone
I sharpen my sword
On the whetstone of my old blunt life
To take a leap
Into uncharted worlds,
Of hope and chance,
Of truth, no more lies,
To tell you things;
To say words that were once
Left unsaid.
I sharpen my sword
On the whetstone of my old blunt life
To take a leap
Into uncharted worlds,
Of hope and chance,
Of truth, no more lies,
To tell you things;
To say words that were once
Left unsaid.
Comments
He gave us the word whey, actually…
Edit: Your poem is absolutely awesome nonetheless.
he said we can use ‘whet’ as well because it was nearby and I asked if I could- it was one of the ones where he told us other ones. So I sort of… developed it.
– Jonathan Dower
oh and thanks!
– Jonathan Dower
I’m loving the poem – it’s been a while since I have read some good poetry. I love the energy and positivity conveyed! Personally I couldn’t have done anything with “whey” – too dry a topic.
You have no sword!