Poetry Was No Longer My Thing
I decided that poetry was no longer my thing
Ideas were not coming, falling off my back, sliding onto my desk.
I shut down my computer and stopped thinking of words.
My list-making ceased. I was done. It was over. Kaput.
This lasted about three days, but then bam.
The muses were back in full force, and I began filling up notebooks.
I had to have a place to put these missives.
What better place than Poetry Soup?
So forty-nine hours later, I was back.
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