A loss for words

by Gabrielle L Gervais

my tongue cant reach the trickling spire
of gutted creeks along the back of my neck.
I'm waiting, throat dry.


Posted on 09/15/2006
Copyright © 2024 Gabrielle L Gervais

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Jean Mollett on 09/16/06 at 04:59 AM

Hi Gabrielle, Doesn't that just bug ya, when your lost for a word or words? ya can't seem to find the right things to say. Great write. :)

Posted by David R Spellman on 09/18/06 at 10:16 PM

Quite the struggle to get to them there creeks sometimes! Glad to see something new from you. Love ya'! UD

Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 10/05/06 at 10:20 PM

Thanks for the read. Enjoyed your writing here.

Posted by Aaron Michael on 08/14/07 at 12:28 AM

short, sweet, and well formed.

Posted by James Blaylock on 03/30/11 at 04:08 AM

It seems nothing can help either... no water nor another form of drink. Perhaps because worry tries to come creeping in pretty quickly. Great write!

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