My Poemless Pandemic

Poemless pandemic vanished from PoetrySoup hard to explain why enough people read? made enough of a difference? that's what I figured gave up will power personal diagnosis: severe mental block worried what to write hibernating -- surviving too careful to post most people wrote MORE but I deleted; withdrew :O "social distancing" pages and pages of my painstaking feelings unsaved, unarchived so out with the old and yet, no in-with-the-new let go of it all as others revealed I concealed, sharing nothing time passed, un-described missed Anthology: my chance to publish a poem :( maybe next time though? :) relief, or regret? :( I didn't save them... :O except... Christmas one :) it's like the starter -- to keep the process going, like warm friendship bread :D kneading the keyboard baking up delicious words passing on sweetness can't get old poems back the art of writing poems, though: compulsion, hunger can't live without this starting from scratch, all over tired of poemlessness