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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

Date: 11/1/2021 2:05:00 PM

A poem in its own right Jenna, good luck in the contest. Tom

Jenna Logan
Date: 11/1/2021 4:42:00 PM

Thank you ever so much, Tom.

Rico Leffanta

Date: 11/1/2021 11:11:00 AM

..and become the seeds of new and clearer thoughts . . . .

Jenna Logan
Date: 11/1/2021 4:42:00 PM

Could be, Rico. Sometimes things happen for the best and it leads us down a better path. Thanks.

L Milton Hankins

Date: 11/1/2021 9:42:00 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
Date: 11/1/2021 4:41:00 PM

Even those that are cared for sometimes do not blossom, as it is with life. Thank you, Milt.

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 11/1/2021 4:34:00 AM

Loved your extract. Best for a win.

Jenna Logan
Date: 11/1/2021 6:10:00 AM

Gracious thoughts, Victor. Thank you.

Sara Kendrick

Date: 11/1/2021 4:18:00 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
Date: 11/1/2021 6:09:00 AM

Thank you very much, Sara.