Oh when the juices of my brain
Flow to the left, not right
I think I might just go insane
And stew in my plight
For when the words cease to flow
Yet images inspire
What demon could have caused this row
Tween mind and soul-wire
Meter, rhyme, and images
Refuse to play a part
In this game of poetry
The inky form of art
Oh when the fluids of my soul
Flow to the right, not left
There is no way to go
So I sit and dwell, bereft
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>.< I JUST CAN'T WRITE ANYMORE!!!! TT_TT
Please tell me what you think
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me too- I think it feels like on ap there is a lack of diversity as silly as that seems. it seems all i read anymore is the same old stuff. It's like- there's not enough poetry discussion on here, not enough help for improvement. I dont get any good posts- it just like post a poem and then someone replies. that's why Im having trouble writing- who is it for? If not for me then who? No one at all. Why waste my own inspirational flow on writing for no one at all. But good poem. No one seems to return my constructive feedback, I wish things worked both ways but they dont seem to.
Good luck with your block.
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