Jenna Logan Poet Free verse

Withered Thoughts

Rows of sprouted thoughts have withered
dying of thirst, drying up in a field of grief,
and I, their neglectful sower, helplessly sit
as time elapses, watching them expire.



November 1, 2021
Liberum Divisa 8 Contest
sponsor:: Gregory R. Barden
Excerpt from 'The Bereft Poet' 1/24/21

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Tom Cunningham November 1, 2021 at 2:05 PM A poem in its own right Jenna, good luck in the contest. Tom Jenna Logan November 1, 2021 at 4:42 PM Thank you ever so much, Tom.

Rico Leffanta November 1, 2021 at 11:11 AM ..and become the seeds of new and clearer thoughts . . . . Jenna Logan November 1, 2021 at 4:42 PM Could be, Rico. Sometimes things happen for the best and it leads us down a better path. Thanks.

L Milton Hankins November 1, 2021 at 9:42 AM I can certainly relate to this, Jenna. If only half of the "sprouted thoughts" in my mind had survived to bear fruit, I'd be one prolific writer. Best wishes for the contest. Jenna Logan November 1, 2021 at 4:41 PM Even those that are cared for sometimes do not blossom, as it is with life. Thank you, Milt.

Victor Buhagiar November 1, 2021 at 4:34 AM Loved your extract. Best for a win. Jenna Logan November 1, 2021 at 6:10 AM Gracious thoughts, Victor. Thank you.

Sara Kendrick November 1, 2021 at 4:18 AM Sad that they have withered. I hope that the root is still alive and can send out new shoots maybe even better than the previous. I enjoyed reading this one today. Sara Jenna Logan November 1, 2021 at 6:09 AM Thank you very much, Sara.