He flipped through blank pages
trying to find the perfect page to write
To write about a blank page
which was never destined to be written in
To write about a page
which belonged to a dried out mind
His poems were so often quoted
that they were not his anymore
His stories – so out of moral
They were forgotten for good
So, he slowly opened that blank page
To end the fear of writing again
with a quivering hand and a resolute mind
which foresaw a forgotten thought
and an illegible writing
But instead ended up
flipping through blank pages
trying to find the perfect page to write
To write about a page
which belonged to a dried out mind
This reads so well and seems so heartfelt. I enjoyed it.
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I’m glad you liked it and took the time to comment on it. Thank you! =)
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stunning experience… just stunning.
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Thank you very much, M!
Much love
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Elegant expression of the blank page…….exquisite and fluid. The last stanza is emotionally decked up. The resonance of the quivering hands is deeply felt. Love it,
Stay Blessed!
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Thank you very much for the kind words, R. You’re so generous.
Please take care and have a nice week.
Much love
Light
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My Pleasure. Thanks for the love. I sense a wave of despair….are you fine, dear?
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Oh, I am perfectly fine! All is good, my dear friend!
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Okay. Happy to know.
Stay Happy.
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Umm…I do have a cold if that counts. *sneeze #1987* XD
You too, R! π
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He He π
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Beautiful tribute! As Beingeternal said “the resonance of the quivering hands is deeply felt.”. Moving poem – by a talented poet! β₯
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Thank you very much, Fred! You are very generous as always, I am humbled. π β₯
Please take care and have a great rest of the week!
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Oh my, this is achingly good.
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Thank you very much! I’m pleased that you liked it. π
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Ohhhhj, I wish he would have written. Even if it was just about his fear of the blank page.
Cool poem sweetie. I really like the dynamic you used.
π
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Thank you very much, Staci! π
I wish the same…but I suppose it was not possible for him, actually my grandfather suffered from Parkinson’s Disease, sometimes I wish I knew more or remembered more about him.
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Oh wow. I’m so sorry to hear that. My grandfather also suffered from Parkinson’s for the last years of his life.
I hope you’re well sweetie.
π β€
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Oh my, Parkinson’s like many others is such a cruel disease. I’m sure our grandfathers are in a happy and peaceful place. β€ π
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Reblogged this on Life, the universe and poetry. and commented:
Beautiful.
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Thanks so much for the reblog, I’m glad you liked it! π
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Awww D this felt so warm despite the frostbite, you know
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Thank you, C! You already know the premise for this.
I hope he’s in a happy place. π
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i bet he is, D β€
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