I have found
there's nothing to say
and still the pen writes on--
A rooster dancing frantically
without its severed head.
there's nothing to say
and still the pen writes on--
A rooster dancing frantically
without its severed head.
Author notes
Anyone who has ever seen a chicken with its head chopped off knows what I mean. Not a pleasant memory, btw....but accurate.
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but have you found the last impulses of thought leaking out the hands after the flood gate closed?
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Comment From Pixiestix (double entry)
''Vivid picture. What do you have against birds? Sparrow, roster...are their more bird atrocities awaiting me? '' -
Writing about nothing is the sign of a great poet... if you can do it, that is. Some poets write about nothing when they THINK they are writing about something, and you can tell.
You, on the other hand, write about something even when you THINK you are writing about nothing. You wrote about a chicken's head being cut off and even more that I shall not say because if I did, I would get all unwound.


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Yep! Good little poem about poems.


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Lol... I remember... that and ringing their necks. I grew up on a farm mostly and I can recall all of those funny yet horrific occurances. Kind of like the way we write sometimes, huh

Such is poetry.
Dee


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Superb
And "dat's da truf". I well remember the occasion as a teen ager when I saw this most ludicrous sight. Thanks for the trip down memory lane. Very well written.
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You're lucky. Sometimes my pen just refuses to move. Not as much, though, since I've found AP.

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mmm chicken...
let's roast it over your new avatar.lol
They say the early bird catches the worm. I wonder if being out worm hunting forces the farmer to kill the lazy chickens. I don't know, but I do know the second mouse gets the cheese. Kinda trivializes the whole placement on the food chain thing huh?

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It depends on who is out hunting worms, the chicken or the farmer?

Now I am hungry for chicken...or worms.
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profound
haha
i really love how you tied the title together with the "frantic rooster" image in the last lines. Clever
This is interesting to sit and ponder. I think we can all identify with what you're saying too ( i know i certianly can w/ my writing!)
As for shocking tales of horror. . .this one was quite profound
and it's always a bonus when you can make your point in only seven lines!
~nOva
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I think my chicken lost the body and the head keeps moving, for I have things to say but my pen doesn't move...
The analogy is perfect, let that pen move, always something very good comes out of it, on your pages anyway.


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The words dance away;
they just want to play.
"Don't lock us up." they say.
"just let us loose each day!"
The rooster image demands an aaagghh,
but it certainly makes your point!
M-C

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love the title...I feel this way too, not that gory though
I feel for the chicken


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At least that fate is better than...{GULP}...writer's block.


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