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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 Login to Reply 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 . . . . Login to Reply 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. Login to Reply 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. Login to Reply 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 Login to Reply Jenna Logan Date: 11/1/2021 6:09:00 AM Thank you very much, Sara.