A Spinner

a few more oldies and then off to a new year of writing every day….enjoy

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When spun,

a story ignites,

the velocity of imagination,

the kindling heat,

setting the words,

aflame.

I spun stories

to soothe,

to quiet,

parents who

wanted tales

that convinced them otherwise.

I spun stories

to expel.

My baby sister

sometimes needing

a way to feel and release,

in all the confusion.

I spun stories

because I had to,

because my mind

and heart

demanded it.

So I coud be soothed,

so I could feel,

so I could become a spinner

of stories,

the words set aflame

by the velocity

of my imagination,

still.

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Painting of Carol,  by Paul D. Ortlip

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