Poet's LamentA Poem by DeniseI'm sure someone here will appreciate this
Brain blocked
Mind empty So many words Floating at finger tips Eloquent, Apollo, Harmonious No meaning Wanting to spew forth like a geyser Words of wisdom Thoughts provoked Nothing I feel empty But I am not Forsaken, Insignificant, Lackluster Words devoid of character No painter to the paint them Canvas streaked in Black and white The lament of the poet. Where doth draw inspiration Heaven above Broken hearts Puppy love Possibilities endless Possibilities end at fingertips The pen suspended Paper awaiting ink Nothing © 2011 DeniseAuthor's Note
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8 Reviews Added on March 2, 2011 Last Updated on March 2, 2011 AuthorDeniseWilliamsport, PAAboutI'm still quite new to the writing world other than the fact I enjoyed and excelled at English through my years of school and college. I mostly just write poetry because of my scattered mind and deep .. more..Writing
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