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My poetry seems led astray.
Waxing and waning with the moon.
Spilling with the seas ebb and flow
coming and going with the tides.

Rolling over mountains with the thunder.
Pouring and stopping with wild rains.
Hide and seek childhood type games
like the weather mans famous sun breaks.

The words playing peek-a-boo with me.
Trapped inside my head.
Hours spent staring at empty pages
blue of the ink pen turning blood red.

Reminding me of the barren desert plains
where at once I lived.
The sands covering all that was before
the path covered over again. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 330 [topic] => 43 [informant] => shelby [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )

Blank Verses

Contributed by shelby on Saturday, 4th June 2011 @ 10:44:32 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

Blank Verses

My poetry seems led astray.
Waxing and waning with the moon.
Spilling with the seas ebb and flow
coming and going with the tides.

Rolling over mountains with the thunder.
Pouring and stopping with wild rains.
Hide and seek childhood type games
like the weather mans famous sun breaks.

The words playing peek-a-boo with me.
Trapped inside my head.
Hours spent staring at empty pages
blue of the ink pen turning blood red.

Reminding me of the barren desert plains
where at once I lived.
The sands covering all that was before
the path covered over again.

Copyright © shelby ... [ 2011-06-04 10:44:32]
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Re: Blank Verses (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 5th June 2011 @ 02:00:04 AM AEST
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Beautiful writing, girlfriend.
It's good to see your post. It gets pretty lonely on this site these days.
Big huggs, luv ya,
emy

Re: Blank Verses (User Rating: 1 )
by northernlights on Tuesday, 7th June 2011 @ 12:55:17 PM AEST
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So frustrating when the life blood within you just won't flow and yet it must be as you have captured the depth of the frustration and the sorrow so well.

Re: Blank Verses (User Rating: 1 )
by Balmain_Tiger on Wednesday, 8th June 2011 @ 08:12:41 AM AEST
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A muse, inspiration, a purpose, sometimes is lost. Then with the stroke of a pen or a push from a tiny incident and magic its back!

Re: Blank Verses (User Rating: 1 )
by hray42 on Saturday, 10th March 2012 @ 01:41:46 PM AEST
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this is another one of your poems that i like.. i agree with it totally, especially the beginning.. sometimes words are hard to come by.. it really sucks when you are in the mood to write.. take care..

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