Wrist

I haven’t been writing much in the past few days because I have injured my wrist.

It’s very painful, I apologise for not being as active as I have been on social media and the blog.

Thanks for understanding.

Thanks for reading!

The writer’s sword

How very cutting is a writer’s words

Which sword do they wield?

A tough muscle of a tongue

Where many a heart has been killed

The writer shies not from truth

Their words bite like a determined croc

Each has a loyal following; each has their own dear flock

What next shall a writer say?

One can never tell

But dear hearts sit in hope or wonder

Will they be bought to Hell?