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The Desperation of Poetry

sadness adrift sorrows ensue I feel lonely angry, tired exasperated the hours go by I count the minutes at work waiting for the time to go the desperation of poetry not lost to me I slip into it again one more time trying to feel the rhythm of the words as they glide across the page the effort of writing takes away the worry I can disappear into myself for awhile and forget about things.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 5/11/2013 4:15:00 PM
Writing is a place of solace yes, but it takes a loving heart to want to share as well...I enjoyed this...Do check out my poem called 'The Writer' and let me know if you can relate...Your work is good and well expressed...Thank you Jonathan...Love Diana
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Date: 5/11/2013 10:53:00 AM
Jonathan, all kinds of expressions to emerge from. This is a very nice and awesome poem.. deep at the most. Have yourself a wonderful and lovely Mother's Day. Lots of Luv & Hugs *LINDA
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