Poem -
Humble Poet
your eyes
no
Longer
Touch
My
Ink
As
I
Have
lost
you
My emotions
And
Creativity
Somehow
and
at
Some
Point
became
An
Eye sore
Though
When
I am
Inspired
To
Write
It
Has
Never
really
Been
About ( though today it is)
You
I always
Hoped
A
Heart
String
Or
Two
Were
Plucked
Your
Way
Yet
I now
come
to
Realize
The
Arrogance
Of
My
Thought
Consumed
me
Along
The
Way
Excommunicating
my
Spirit
from
The
Spectators
Maybe
One
day
humility
Will
Again
Feed
The
Followers
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Comments
great poem Greg
Hi Greg, I think 'humble' doesn't know the directions to Cosmo...we could all do with a chat over a nice cuppa with 'humble' ?? nice write ?
My eyes touch your ink, Greg. My eyes love your ink! Don't leave us! If this is about Cosmo... I have a cunning plan. But I can't say too much at the moment. Keep writing... Please keep writing.
I am currently writing and rewriting and writing again this poem I have lodged in my brain at the moment. It is not going to well right now. I am on my 6th rewrite with it. I hate giving up and all the while this one is lodged in my mind it is not allowing for anything else lol.
Don't stop writing, Greg. I love love love your style x
Tina thank you. Lately I get few reads. Sometimes I just wonder content is just not good to the reader. I f o have some faithful readers like you, cherie and jeremy but not many read consistently