A Poem Is Dead

Got it Michael, I have those moments when I have a dead thought. But a poet is a poet, compulsively wanting to express more and more! I have read some of your poems, I will look for you again. Nice meeting you here in poetry soup. Thank you for reading my poems. Dalila

I can see lifeless images, that appear before my eyes. Into this abyss of death, the wanting poet cries. For in their crest fallen tears, they find a poem is dead. To achieve what they have desired, and find it's all ready read. <*> This piece just captures my thoughts, that had already captured ~~~~ have a terrific weekend Michael......:)

this is really NICE. And speaks volumes!

very intriguing write Michael. Makes one dwell on it for a spell. very interesting. I like the imagery

Soup Mail Michael....luv..

wow.. intense expression Michael.. an interesting way to view our craft my friend.. Jersey Girl luving this too much ..

barren?..at any rate..its great..I have many a dead poem to my credit...lol. love, BG

Dear Michael, this is how I feel when I look at some of my poems that were written during times when things weren't going well. Beautifully expressed! I saw your comment on the blog for Karen's book and have a suggestion if you're seeking a publisher. Love, Carolyn

How true? Michael