A Poetic Funk

A poet’s fateful fatality
anxious mind casualty
A lost for words reality
When in all actuality
The blank page stole
the poet’s syllabic mentality

Free verse wouldn’t flow free
A pen became the poet’s enemy
With the thesaurus a lost of intimacy
no more meter second stress symphony
no more metaphoric synergy

what happened really?
old memories
of runaway love
drained the creative energy…

15 thoughts on “A Poetic Funk

  1. whenever I stumble upon your post,the vision that it carries with itself is unique and unparalleled in every sense.keep penning your thoughts which is transparent and honest as your writings.

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