Andrew Barber is a master of poetry and words – and above all: a good friend 🙂
Shall I give myself to words, for there are none that would seek to wound? It is not words that bring pain but the intent with which they are used.
With voice I may speak but without words am unheard, lost and left to float without tether in a world filled with white page. But a voice carries only the message; it is words that provide a window to the soul.
When I write, my words flow with a burning passion, leaving me bare and abandoned to those who would read my lines. My words are from my heart – free from the pollution of mindful endeavour, genuine and sincere.
With flourish and invention, words may stimulate, educate and inform. I am surrounded by those things that I would wish to know and through words I may become more.
Words are without ambition; they are bereft of thought and give…
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