THE SHORTEST STRAW

feeding ego's while poets do ignore
I have made my choice and grabbed the shortest straw
a sign of what is in store for me in this vacant poetry

blow the whistle of absolution
as I walk the streets abundant in misery,
I am lost in solutions, my thoughts in contribution
I connect the lines spiritually

convenient in no regrets, letters can not swim
I relinquish and give in dripping of sin
wipe me dry with the light from within
soul greeting wind so my ink can begin

blessed, I am caught in the whirlwind
and the strife, that is life

Author's Note

It's about how writing grabs a hold

Reviews

[Bailey C. Writing]

This spoke worlds of emotion, there's nothing even else to say. Bravo.

[MOON]

Writing is a blessing no short straw, lovely write.

[Linda]

So meaningful, likey xx

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

Very interesting write and meaning, thought thinking in a way... really good, i like this.

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

I feel a serenity and quiet confidence in these words. I too, feel blessed.
Excellente! Thank you.

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. oh, i don't see no ego ... to me, this is a quiet but brilliant expression of gratitude ... to something that one survives on ... when survival is at stake ... i can relate to these words ...

[Kenneth The Poet]

I like this, and I wish I felt like this.

[Aidz]

Kewl scribe, I to relinquish when the muse takes hold

[brenda]

nice ! love the ending !:)

[biggerthenu]

this is a nice piece i heard what you said and it drew me in you have to find that place with in to write with strength nice job u did it