An Ache Attends The Writing Act Poem by james watkin

An ache attends the writing act.
A companion, who dictates
In rhyme, all that was left unsaid
When shyness with its kudos fled.
Shoulder-hovered of no whip-hand!
By its tone, less is present
In a taunting school-master heard
Than more tender of heart conferred.

The impression is of a being
A compensatory angel;
Whom expressions' brightness gives back
One smiling to affirm did lack.
More to my meaning which, besides
For lack of verbal finesse
Or time to air a school-day through
A love the ages will pursue!