"He who draws noble delights from sentiments of poetry is a true poet, though he has never written a line in all his life." ~ George Sand
This blog contains poetry written by Stephen Stacey. Feel free to explore and read all the poetry you want. I encourage you to leave comments concerning your reaction to any given poem.
This site and all my poetry is dedicated to my lovely wife Emily.
What is in a name? Or a secret? But is the secret the truth, or only an illusion, set forth to ends with no beginning, and no purpose? As leaves fall into a forest with no ears, they make no sound. But here is the truth, that all become wise- Truth is in the eye of the beholder.
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