Oh sweet poem
In my dreams
How all the world did love you
They knew your wisdom
They saw your beauty
They felt your inspiration
They sang songs from your rhythms
When they spoke of greatness they shouted your name
And they smiled…for you brought them such peace and joy
But I awoke to find you had abandoned me
Left me alone to stare into the abyss
Of another hollow page
Nil desperandum, Jerry, you are getting there!
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Thanks Roland, you are too kind.
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It’s only taunting you Jerry and this nice piece of poetry should flush it out.
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I appreciate the encouragement.
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All writers experience this and you’ve expressed it well, Jerry. The muse will strike again and the poems will flow. :-)
(((HUGS)))
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Thanks, I appreciate your kindness and friendship.
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“…the abyss
Of another hollow page”
Ouch! This is so accurate.
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We begin with a blank page and if we are lucky finish with ‘The End’. Both are heart wrenching.
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