![]() Statue I’m NotA Poem by Hope![]() I’ve had writers block for so long until this poem I wrote last week.![]() I’ve tried to write to become a statue, a symbol of some honorific virtue. Nothing amounted, not even accounted. What did I think I would do? I stopped to think and think I’m on the brink of another paperless ink. The words they come and words deride as they pass on by while my mind, wild, writhes. Shakespeare lathers my soul with soap while on the boat that journeys home. The others all have things to say to make these donkey assess bray. Yet, as I watch and listen to all things considered my hopes and dreams from all these years are met in deep-found, round desires. Forgive me my sorrows as I dream of tomorrow; for now I’ll write and borrow. © 2020 HopeAuthor's Note
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Added on January 28, 2020 Last Updated on January 28, 2020 AuthorHopeSomewhere MagnificentAboutMy name is Hope. Music and poetry have been my life since before I can remember. I can't tell you who I am, but I can only show you. What I can tell you is who I believe in. I believe that Jesus .. more..Writing
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