There’s a lump in my throat.
I cannot manage to swallow.
All my words come out jumbled.
All the meanings are hollow.
Everything that I’m saying
Is just the name that I follow.
Every poem that I write
Is the voice I hold hallow.
© Christopher Allen Breidinger
Excerpt from the book The Church of Poetry
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About the Author
Christopher Allen Breidinger is an American poet, editor, songwriter and book cover designer currently residing in Winter Haven, Florida with his wife of 22 years and their teenage daughter. Inspired by the world and impassioned by changing for the better, Christopher seeks to plant seeds of profound thought and sing songs of harmony with his words, while exploring both the darkness and the light, searching for a more perfect balance.
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