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Inspiration Vanished

by Jeffrey Parren

As the words hunt me down
Find me in my dreams
Talk to me while I wake
I find not the inspiration
To guide them to a page
Rather I store them up
Spit them out
At the time they aren't ready
As I quickly erase them again
They gasp
Like when my heart skips
Moment
Word
Vanished

01/26/2007

Author's Note: Trying to get some bad poetry out so I can once again write some good stuff.

Posted on 01/26/2007
Copyright © 2024 Jeffrey Parren

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Maria Terezia Ferencz on 01/30/07 at 02:21 AM

The good the bad the ugly the pretty... all of it makes up the stained glass of our hearts. Let it out for the light to shine through I say!

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