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AGAIN? (STILL?)

AGAIN? (STILL?)

I drool
I dribble
Wet chinned
I am vacated

No spark for ignition
No fuel for a flame
No end, for no beginningΒ 
Opened mouthed silence

Expectation drear
Intellect vacuous
Wordless future
Poet deserted

Thinking unstructuredΒ 
Idea’s unformed
Tongue tethered
Day two of a wordless poet
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John DeFoore Jr

Hoisted upon my own petard!
i can only admit guilt.
still it was fun......
thanks for taking your time to read
john

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linda wright

wow excellent poetry like it linda j wright astoundingΒ 

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LittleGift

Must agree with what’s been said. Far from wordless. A descriptive piece of poetryΒ 

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John Astley

Yes , wether you read it as writers block
or a medical condition. It certainly gives you pause for thought.

John.

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John DeFoore Jr

Thank you Sir
it was the only thread I could find to follow
john

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Syd

Hi John this is excellent. There's nothing worse than being a wordless poet. At least you've managed to turn a negative into a positive with this poem though.

- SydΒ 

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John DeFoore Jr

Thank you it was really an attack on thinking I had nothing to say.
john

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