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A poet, dark
So much to say
Regrets of the life that slipped away
Longs, for forgiveness
Longs, for another chance
Long time passes
He hasn’t tried
He has not changed or has he?
He writes of despair
Poet passes
An empty notebook,
Of a poet who’s passed
Empty,
So uncharacteristic
Pages torn out,
So characteristic
It tells its own story, no words to dictate flow
Same notebook, passed on to new hands
He will add his own spin
Dealt the same blank pages to fill
Same pad, different pen
He adds structure and a purpose
Makes empty pages full
Each and ev’ry word means something
They pour out from his soul
About
Josh D. Gross, US
My name is Joshua D. Goss.
I was born in central Illinois, in 1990. I live every day to
grow closer to Christ. I am currently going to school at Eastern
Illinois University, and hope to teach English someday soon. I
have written a little throughout my life, but have never taken
it quite as seriously as I have been recently. Earlier this year
I was looking through a deceased poet’s old books and works. I
found a composition notebook, and though I had hoped to find
unpublished or unfinished work, I was surprised to see it empty.
I have been working to fill up that empty notebook, and writing
has become nearly therapeutic for me. It is my key to the world.
I have so much I want to say to everyone, and not a sufficient
platform to shout from. If one person reads my work, and gains
something from it, I have accomplished everything I could have
hoped for out of writing.
This is Josh D. Gross' first appearance in
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