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Poetic Resurrection
by Kimberly Barefrustration seeps into
my trembling hand
as i whisper
"it's been too long"
the paper sits silently
staring,
glaring
into eyes which
seek inspiration's spark
once more
wisps of images are wandering
through the clouds
of my mind
and i try
to grasp the smoke signals
the pen falls to the floor
as i whisper
"it's been too long"
06/14/2004 Author's Note: trying to clear the cobwebs...all comments are appreciated
Posted on 06/15/2004
Copyright © 2025 Kimberly Bare
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Mary Ellen Smith on 06/15/04 at 10:54 PM Well, if this is a poem about writer's block..I would say that you have broken thru...I like that "smoke signals" that captures the feeling exactly! |
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