her words
fall in shambles
in various shades
of incomplete
falling from the ether
cluttering her sheets
pressed in secret places
where no light can penetrate
embracing the darkness
each word must bear its weight
she wrings them through her rhymer
and measures their metered feet
then rips her words to pieces
and declares them incomplete
Nice one!
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Thanks! Inspired by NaNoWriMo and writers block😞
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your welcome
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Oh, how quickly I related to these lines. ’tis irony to me how we can be inspired by being uninspired. Well-finished poem, Sue.
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Thanks, Bill. I actually did finish editing 12 chapters of my novel after writing this poem🤓
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Good for you!
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Great poem!
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Aw, thank you😊
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Sue, I really enjoyed this. I especially liked the ending.
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Thanks so much, Ali😊
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