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Adrift For Words A Poem
Adrift For Words A Poem I almost wanted cry He mentioned my writing Some serious poetry If we were go do A thing we once Dreamt about Sailing on his sail boat. I have lost my voice. It has been overwhelmed. My thoughts taken over By the sadness that surrounds Nearly everyone. Yes, there are glimmers of hope But they are not on The tip of my tongue. Folks keep mentioning It will come around again. Words will flow. Just start slow. Maybe use that habit Of brainstorming. Take one word And work outward. How rudimentary. How weak I must seem To have to go back to this It is so elementary. But I get it. Like a person rehabbing From an accident. One step, yes one step Then another Until I get back To where I once was. And if I ever do go sailing I might not think of writing I might just take it in Savor the moment. Does it always have be About my accounting? I have taken That by choice. No one has demanded My voice. It was my self expression My presentation And representation Of the world. But wouldn't it be nice no longer be adrift? Adrift for words. Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely |
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Just some thoughts Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely
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5/2/2020 3:54 pm |
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Nice write on! Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely
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Good evening Jack! Thank you for reading and commenting. I hope to have a good evening doing nothing. LOL Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely
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Loosing your voice... is not a good thing. Gargle? With salt and water? 🤔 Or... wait for it to come back. 😶 ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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Loosing your voice... is not a good thing. Gargle? With salt and water? 🤔 Or... wait for it to come back. 😶 Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely
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We're all kind of lost for words. In strange and unfamiliar times. Still too soon to gather in herds. I'd still like to read your rhymes.
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We're all kind of lost for words. In strange and unfamiliar times. Still too soon to gather in herds. I'd still like to read your rhymes. Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely
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