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Dramatic charge

By Rowan Finley Published 2 months ago 1 min read

In the evening, when I rise,

there I prize,

a sun-glazed bookshelf.

Fresh insight and mental stealth,

I turn the page,

and burning rage,

of yester-year,

and gear

up for tomorrow-year.


I coast into prosperity,

and crystal-mirror sanity.

Feeding emotions,

with massaging lotions,

that tend my needy,


thriving collection.


of all the stories,

and victories,

I read about,

the route,

my journey took,

by book,

as I read and read and read,

reciting, and I said and said and said…

“I will conquer and overcome,

when all is paid and done.

My struggle and toil,

beneath my feet, the clinging soil,

does not define me,

the finish line does, and all will soon see.”


About the Creator

Rowan Finley

Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. Aspiring licensed mental health counselor. My real name is Jesse Balogh.

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Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!

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  1. Compelling and original writing

    Creative use of language & vocab

  2. Excellent storytelling

    Original narrative & well developed characters

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    The story invoked strong personal emotions

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  • Silver Serpent Booksabout a month ago

    The cadence drew me right in. There's something special about a bookshelf in the sun. Loved the picture too!

  • Colleen Walters2 months ago

    You’ve got some serious skills, Rowan 😁

  • Lindsay Sfara2 months ago

    The flow of this poem! This is beautiful! And I love the last few lines where that inspiration completely hits. What an empowering read, great job Rowan!

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