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    Author: Runes
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    i lost a poem today,
    like dropping a penny--
    not gold, not silver
    just a dull worn-out brown
    stepped on, stepped over
    so utterly common
    no one would notice it
    lying around.

    i lost a poem today
    from these threadbare pockets,
    there's so few now
    i have left to spend,
    so few anymore
    so few to spare
    a loss for words
    a dried up pen.




    Submitted on 2014-05-02 20:06:00     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      There was a time when all I had to do was look at a blank page or screen and all the days/nights inspirations would flow freely and fill that creative call from deep within. Not anymore...dried up
    This piece is perfect...all the way around!
    I relate.
    I miss my voice and
    Oh, how these walls sung here at elite when I was able to sing!!!

    Love this


    | Posted on 2014-05-11 00:00:00 | by clay | [ Reply to This ]
      maybe the ink dries for a reason. the well serves its purpose. we are no longer then the paper. we are just as we should be, i believe.
    | Posted on 2014-05-11 00:00:00 | by cornonthekob | [ Reply to This ]
      you know what?
    its been 10years since i started haunting this site because a guy i loved ended his life.
    i turned to words and there were plenty of them. now i couldnt find two to rub together if you paid me to...

    but every now and then theres the promise of words and if i sit on them like a mama bird nests on her eggs eventually something hatches. but when it doesnt i find myself at odds with myself... i mourn what could have been my greatest poem yet.

    its been an odd few days to say the least and i understand this piece... it says what i cannot.

    x
    | Posted on 2014-05-02 00:00:00 | by allapo1ogies | [ Reply to This ]


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