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Premium Member -the Poet's Hands Are Tied-
I’m in a mental drought
My mind is empty, my hearts beating
No! Happiest in my soul
My feet sore, no place to go;
I’m happiest when I’m convergent
Penning a verse, whispering a phrase
Yet the poet’s hands are tied
As his eyes witness humanities lies
And all the horrid host invisible...

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Categories: my hands are tied, absence, analogy, angst, anxiety,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Premium Member The Poet's Hands Are Tied
Her story is one that needs to be told.  Born in a poor family she was sent to work at a very young age.  "Have you got any experience? asked Madame Jeanne   she nodded then lied through her teeth," yes, of...

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Categories: my hands are tied, analogy, childhood,
Form: Haibun
Premium Member The Poet's Hands Are Tied
as they type or write 
words-ideas fill their heads 
masterpiece appears 
 



Date Written: 6/6/2021 

1 Place  
A Brian Strand 1,2 or 3 line Poetry Contest Contest  
 Sponsored by: Brian Strand...

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Categories: my hands are tied, poets, words, write,
Form: Haiku

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Poets Hands Are Tied
At a nearby butcher shop
hens cramped up in a small cage
with barely space to move
I felt like shouting "If I do this to you?"
Husband stopped me. He has job to do
He can't build a farm for them

A poet's hands are tied
I wish I could go...

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Categories: my hands are tied, 10th grade,
Form: Imagism
Premium Member The Poet's Hands Are Tied
(sorry, just noticed this had gotten copied and pasted twice, making it appear extra long)

His editor made a call to his house.
He’d promised her poems. Where was that louse?

Again and again she dialed her phone.
He’s now missed the deadline, she thought with a groan.

She called...

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Categories: my hands are tied, poets,
Form: Couplet
My Hands Are Tied
I am a mother,
I have such pain,
looking for my son,
calling his name.
Caught up in a world,
his mind is a blur,
feelings shut down,
trying to endure.
My hands are tied,
don't know which way to go,
been everywhere,
but nobody knows.
My body can't sleep,
my mind won't ease,
will someone help me,
please.
Visions of...

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Categories: my hands are tied, confusion, life, love, son,
Form: Free verse




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