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The Storyteller.

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Words burst from my fingertips like
Licks of fire, burning paper
Where they etch and score their
Meanings with absolute passion.
The faint, illusory scent of make-believe
Smoke surrounds me like a shroud:
An ensorcelled cloak, its hem stitched with a
Magical thread that imbues me with the
Power of words, its fabric dyed
Dark, shimmering with shades of ambition.

I breathe.

Creatures of all forms and ages begin to
Flit across my page with alarming clarity.
Voices - strident and shy, tenacious and meek -
All attempt to make their stories heard:
There are adventures to be spun in
Stimulating hues of royal blue and jade;
Romances to be told in the
Swelling notes of a sweet serenade;
Downfalls to be declared by the knell of
Death as he leads a doleful black parade.

I live.

Day after day, my Muse leads me from
Forest to meadow to coast to city, opening
Portals through which I can glimpse
Alternate realities and different lands altogether,
That I may understand the
Wonders of worlds unknown and make them
Real, forever immortalised on
Deceptively flimsy sheets of paper.
It is my only hope to do each tale justice,
To invest in them what my dreams invest in me.

I write.
EDIT: After reading some of the suggestions given to me in the comments, I decided to replace this deviation with the revised version of the poem. I hope you enjoy it.

When people ask me why I write so much, I struggle to come up with any answer other than, "Because I love it." I'm not as eloquent when I'm speaking as I am when I'm writing, you see. So I wrote this poem, because it explains why I do what I do. I write because it means I can immerse myself in make-believe worlds and not be deemed crazy as a result; I write because it stirs feelings in me that our world just can't; I write because every story needs to be told, even if it isn't real.

I write because I am, quite simply, just a storyteller.

:heart:

While I have been a writer for the majority of my life, I haven't been writing poetry for as long as some people on here so I'm always looking for ways to improve. How is the flow of this piece? My aim was to break the poem up so that, as much as possible, the more important words would land at the start of the sentence. Have I achieved this? Is the meaning of the piece conveyed strongly enough?

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