For the fourth year we have gathered
to share our hearts
our minds
and our words with one another.

We are spread across the globe
each with his or her own story
and path
Each with a voice
that yearns to leap from our hearts
on to the page
where others can divine their import.

We are of one tribe–
those who are compelled to write.
We all entertain a love affair with
the written word.

Sometimes the muse is benevolent
offering inspiration like water
flowing down from heaven.
Sometimes she withdraws herself
acting aloof as if she knew you not
shaming you as you battle the empty page
or the blinking cursor.

Write fresh brings new hope.
A gathering of poets in the making
along with those long in the tooth.
Scribes doing what they love
decorating the void
with the overflow of their inspired imaginations.

In this world of pain
disappointment
tragedy and despair
we have reason to hope.

As long as we can put pen to paper
we can make sense of the insanity
and bring clarity to the chaos.

We write fresh on this new endeavor
inspired with hope
writing our own destinies.

(c)2011 Evelyn Bourne

On the occasion of the first day of the ‘April Write’ group poetry project on Facebook.

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