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Through the Mist of Words

The eye wanders, warily, unfocused Troubadours, lost, seeking poetic pen Magical wand finding no hocus pocus Minstrel, languishing, no verses to lend Barbs squandered, set aside as precocious Tragic? …No common, now take a new spin Through the mist of appreciated rhymes Poetic stanzas now dare to cross lines © Debra Squyres ( 8-20-14) Written for: Nette’s “Through the Mist” members contest Using the form “ottava rima” for the first time.

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Robert Johnson

Date: 12/23/2014 9:49:00 AM

When nothing comes to mind. And all that you can find. Is spilling ink of what you think. Communing with mankind. We take a trip into unknown. In hopes we find that we have grown. Into a realm worth a rewriting. Of love expressing our requiting. Merry Christmas Debra. Wishing you God's peace in the coming year. Peace. :)

Liam Mcdaid

Date: 10/31/2014 4:25:00 AM

very beautifully penned piece debra

Carol Eastman

Date: 8/22/2014 11:38:00 AM

WOW. You did it... When I looked at this contest I couldn't imagine how to write some thing for it... Your gifts really show here.

Robert Johnson

Date: 8/21/2014 2:21:00 PM

The essence of poetic prose, to not know where the meaning goes. A vanquished thought beyond recall. Sometimes protects you from a fall. Epitomizing at it's best. Please understand it's not in jest. Peace. :)

Jan Allison

Date: 8/20/2014 1:44:00 PM

love this unique take on the theme Debra:-) good luck in the contest:-) Hugs jan xxx