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Kay Rice

Scribble, little scribble, a line with curves grows,
Words appear through my pen, how, I don’t know.
A doodle with words that paint a picture so clear,
From feelings and fears, and hearts I hold dear.

Scribble, little scribble, you take on a life of your own,
Creating a quilt from patches of life, you have sewn.
What starts as a spot on the paper, blank and new,
Becomes a story that is shared with many and few.

Scribble, little scribble, from whispers of the soul,
You lead the way to heal, to mend and to make whole.
The words trickle from the muse, who whispers to me,
And paints the picture for all, who wish to see.

Scribble, little scribble, you were once called nonsense,
Yet you opened the gate to a world that once was fenced.
Dreams and fears and joys unable to be said out loud,
Words which now dance and dare to be proud.

Scribble, little scribble, so many years you saw me through,
My life was made perfect, from your lines and curlicues.
The words you drew, gave my own voice a chance to say,
That these words have brought me to where I can rejoice today.






I have always said that my poetry and short stories write themselves, I'm just the hand that holds the pen. Several of my poems have been published in local publications and in the 2011 World Poetry Movement book 'Stars in our Hearts'. Please enjoy the words, but do not steal them. I enjoy living and what life brings my way. My day job, I'm a geekgirl, a programmer. Coding is like using clues to solve a mystery to me. But, my happiness outside of the day job involves, cooking, baking, knitting, crocheting, writing, hiking, primitive skills. Yup, I come home and unplug. So there are many sides of me here. Enjoy.

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