Creative Talents Unleashed

His former trials

Were waning isles


The truth-bearing swell

As he steamrolled on

Lamenting in circles

Faithfully spiraling

To his last stream of breath

His former ills

Were dissolved

At the tide’s

Beck and call


In the foam

Of kindred hearts


By their bounty


By the mere winds of chance

© William Wright, Jr.

William Wright

Excerpt from the book “The Slums of Nightfall”

William Wright About the Author

 My name is William Lorenzo Wright, Jr. I am the youngest of three children, as well as the only son to two loving and hard-working parents. I am a college student from San Diego California and I hold a deep passion for reading and writing poetry. I was sixteen years old when I first fell in love with poetry and I have been faithful to the craft ever since.

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