I am okay. This just came to me...and so, I write.
"THE POET'S DEMISE"
The heart of the Poet is broken, Her pen lies in pieces on the ground, Her papers are scattered, ripped and torn, Her madness absorbs all other sound, * The pen of the Poet is silent, Her Muse no longer gives words to her, What is a Poet if she can't write? A Commoner, just like the Others? * The voice of the Poet has been stilled, The words and the Poet are deceased, If only someone had read her words, Maybe then she would have been at peace.
( C) Copy written, 11 October, 2004, by Karla Dorman.
its ironic how poetry starts as expression and can end in ego somehow
ego and expression......now thats a concept for a poem!!!
got any ideas Karla???
you are a talented, modest well of inspiration........always!!!
an honor to read you!!!
pax.......A
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on October 14, 2004
Glad to hear your alright. Great capture of thoughts here.
Reviewed by Susan Barton (Reader)
Reviewed on October 14, 2004
maybe she forgot to "fill the well" of creativity and only stayed in her room (garrett, attic, closet, office)
A very touching piece Karla. The last verse sums up my whole reason for writing I sometimes think. Great depth from your pen flows constantly. <HUGS> Mikii
wow, karla, this poem blew me away! such sadness emoting from your talented pen; glad you are okay! otherwise i'd be worried...great writing, karla, may your pen always flow and your muse amuse! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, karen lynn. :D
(Richard M. Feldman) Ever since I was a young boy, the only thing I wanted to be was a cowboy. I wanted to own and work on a real ranch, with cattle and horses. Especially horses.
While I never became a cowboy, considering everything I have done
She never felt safe at home as a young girl, and didn't understand why when she finally escaped she wasn't safe in the big wide world either ...effectively jumping out of the frying pan into the fire!
ego and expression......now thats a concept for a poem!!!
got any ideas Karla???
you are a talented, modest well of inspiration........always!!!
an honor to read you!!!
pax.......A
GOd Bless
Michelle~
Very good write. A little too late for that one. She kind of took us with her. ( Left us in the dark )
wow, karla, this poem blew me away! such sadness emoting from your talented pen; glad you are okay! otherwise i'd be worried...great writing, karla, may your pen always flow and your muse amuse! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, karen lynn. :D
Carmen :-)