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…
Reflections: A Mindful Journey 
Lovely! 🙂 I love playing with a thesaurus! It’s one of my creative besties. 😉
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you too… I am attached to mine… thanks for the read and comment…
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🙂 You’re very welcome
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This piece is screaming…Transparency & Creativity. Writing without walls, Love it!
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yes indeed…
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Your eloquent style of writing is absolutely beautiful….loved it
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aww thank you… you are too kind… glad you loved it and my style
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My utmost pleasure 😊
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I can only hope you find your full voice again.
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thanks for reading… not me though at least not at this time…lol… something I witness
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Beautiful
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yes you are…. thanks for the visit, read and beautiful comment
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So Beautiful!
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glad you thought so!!!
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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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I love the “With the thesaurus a loss of intimacy” line. Thanks for sharing! I am a Creative Life Coach and have a poetry blog in case you have time to read? http://www.peacockpoetryblog.wordpress.com and I am also on Instagram as #coachingcreatively, let’s follow each other if you use this medium? Have a good day? Sam :
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