Once upon a time
the words flowed;
from my mind,
from my heart,
then nothing...
Each time I sat
blank page before me;
emptiness,
nothing,
the words were gone...
Trapped inside my soul
unable to escape;
bound,
held hostage,
aching to be free...
I am back
and it's been way too long!
A contest entry
- A quickie (my fifth contest) by awannabepoet.
700 points, ended May 28, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Writer's Lock
For ten years it's been. Couldn't write a line of description. Nor did I want to. Only dry e-mails and short text messages. A week ago it changed overnight. Good way to get across a paralysis simply understated as writer's block. To suddenly be a sorry. A bird with no wings.
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Wow...do I know this feeling. Your words take the reader onto this blank page and it is not a pretty sight.
Glad you are back.
Jeannette
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nice
like my sweet friend Renee, i've never experience a loss for words! l.o.l. but..it could just yet happen, and now i have something i can come back to , to inspire me! good stuff..
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All Right, Way to go... Rooooaarrrr ..
I love it, thank you so much for entering the contest with this precious write!
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This is EXACTLY how I feel right now. LOL nice poem
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I loved this! I have never suffered from a loss of words. LOL Guess I'm blessed! Glad to see that you are back because this poem in all its reality is a delight! I want to see more so, I will be back to enjoy another soon. I wish you well in the challenge.
Much Love & Respect ♥
Renee
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