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Writers Drought

I search through leafs of carefree past In scribbled lines left half undone For wisdoms sage to point the path Back to where it first begun My one last chance to grip the quill And spin the trials of venture bold A gift to those that follow still By spinning folly into gold

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Karen Jones

Date: 4/18/2025 11:16:00 PM

I enjoyed the energy of this and the rhyme! I have writer’s block so the poems I’m writing suck! Forcing them out after a kind poet suggested I keep writing.

Rhan Henry
Date: 4/19/2025 9:18:00 AM

"The lady doth protest too much, methinks" Holy cow! Karen you are a prolific writer. I can only hope to aspire to such heights. I think any who pen to paper give experience its ultimate form. I find that when I'm in a slump, the best thing to do is set it aside for a time and come back with fresh eyes and a fresh perspective. Life has no instruction manual, except for the gifts we write to posterity.