Her pen –
poised on top of the pristine pages.
attempting to wax poetic.
the metaphors and the similes don’t jibe though.
Maybe she forgot
what she wanted to write about.
maybe they were just thoughts not fit to be shared.
or just pure imaginings.
Sometimes such pure thoughts go on to make great poetry Arlene!
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Thanks Radhika 🙂
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Very nice. Writing a poem about not being able to write a poem worked so well here. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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t’s nice to know you like it Pete, thanks!
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I liked this
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Thank you 🙂
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Sometimes I would have my students write a paper about why they couldn’t write a paper. I enjoy that you have done the same thing here with poetry.
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Thank you so much Elizabeth.
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Those beautiful lines made me think of this constant battle against writer’s block.
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Thanks a lot!
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