05 Monday Jul 2021
who shall mourn
the poet –
when poetry relents
the reader since
forgotten how to feel
who shall know
what loss is penned
just beneath a sigh
how many lovers grieved
for time to heal
who shall tell
the children
of magic left to make –
where the proof was found
and who remains
who shall man the tower
as witness offered up –
a parting kiss
reminding us
the first we knew
to love
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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Can you tell me how do you ensure there is no repetition of content, that you’re not re-stating the same lines or concepts from your past poetry…? 😍 Each of your content feels new …❤ and reading each one of them gives different feelings..❣
Ashi, I’m not sure I can answer that. The real answer is that I don’t know. I’ve likely said it before. I’ve likely used the same words to convey it. However, one thing I do know……..writing is dependent on one thing – writing. If I focus on anything else, then my ability to write is lost. Any piece doesn’t have to be the best, or wholly unique. It only has to be one thing – the next thing I write. ❤ Does that help?
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Definitely ❤ Thank youu 🤗
I will ……………………………xo ☘