#instapoetry

Source: @laceypaigepoetry on Instagram

this song hits me every time like the first time

Her poetry books are the best I have read so far and she is an inspiration to all poets especially those who struggle in poverty and adverse childhood experiences. She is proof that even those at the hardest points in life can build themselves into something beautiful and a work of art even if you weren't born into your connections or excessive money and privilege.

I saw you by the window pane, As autumn sunlight kissed the rain. A soft-worn book within your hand, A story whispered through the land. Your lashes fell, a gentle screen, Upon a thought, a silent scene. I wondered then what tales you kept, What secret hopes within you slept. No word was spoke, no sign was made, No sudden gesture, unafraid. Just quiet breath, and passing hour, A blossoming, unspoken flower. Yet in that pause, a truth I knew, A subtle string, unseen, so true To rules of world, but strong and vast, A silent spell that would outlast. It bound my heart in fragile knot, A whispered feeling, never sought. A Lai of moments, soft and deep, While city secrets gently sleep.