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These are my people,
writers, artists, gamers, my kids, teachers and techies, helpers and Friends,
these are my people.
Though I don't see them often, and I see some every day,
we all hide in our scripts and our play.
I seek them in secluded places or find them safe at home,
the coffee shops, the bookstores,
the digital world we roam.
Hidden within the ones and zeros,
Tech worlds of unending creation,
or bound by leather, a forgotten play or poem sensation.
Like the novels, I submerge my world-weary mind
These are my family, these are my people,
The best of humankind.
About the Creator
Amy Black
I am an American contemporary poet and author specializing in speculative YA, adult fiction and children's stories.
https://www.facebook.com/amyblackfiction
Comments (2)
This is really moving! I love how you've found beauty in people - that you recognize it when you see it, and you don't forget about it when everyone is busy with their lives. That you search for it. Lovely poem!
I really like this, very relatable.