Nothing To Stear Me

I no longer write flowery verse,
My mind is adrift from the universe
And my star is dim.

Magic and mystery no longer plague me;
The moon has set and no longer moves me
To pick up my pen.

I'm old and I'm weary
With nothing to stear me
Back in.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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February 26, 2024 at 6:48 AM
Once a poet, always a poet! This poem says that loud and clear, Chetta.... And wisdom comes with age, so you have all the means at your disposal to lift up another "hidden soul" who needs your poems.... Don't give up! Warm regards, Aqua M.
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February 26, 2024 at 6:54 AM
Oh, I won't give up. Thank you for the encouragement.
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