Writing Poems
Morning Song
by Lee-Ann Azzopardi
The clouds are falling each hour
There's no sun though it's warm today
Just a grey day to sit and write you a love song
In the morning, I woke up and drew
For there were no words floating inside my head
Until after lunch when it was quiet
As everyone is gone except for me
Sitting at the computer, I could write
However, there's nothing to write about
Except the solitude I might have experienced
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The Composition of Shadows (I & II)
by Michael R. Burch
These are poems about poetry, poems about writing, poems about the process of composition...
The Composition of Shadows (I)
by Michael R. Burch
“I made it out of a mouthful of air.”—W. B. Yeats
We breathe and so we write; the night
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The Written Word
by John Michaelson
The Written Word by John Michaelson
The infinite and eternal power of the written word,
Penned naked and vulnerable on the page,
Lies only in the destiny of its earnest reader,
With its untapped potential trapped in its cage.
As its curves and its corners are flowing with ease,
Whether handwritten, typed or etched,
Its power to influence the reader it attracts,
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Ten Minute Timer
by Kailey Norris
Staring through a blank page.
Words jumbled in my brain,
Anxiously waiting to be put together.
Placed in such an order of meaning,
A purpose for simple vocabulary.
My head is blank until I put pen to paper.
Thoughts flood me like a stormy stream.
The first line is the most difficult,
The remainder comes naturally
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Ctrl-Alt-Del
by Erica Scott
I’m afraid these words are beginning to feel too real,
the commas are forgetting to separate.
I’m afraid my mind is stuck in that place,
far from where I’m going,
close to where I hate.
I’m afraid that I’m becoming the very stories I write to erase.
Morning Song
by Lee-Ann Azzopardi
The clouds are falling each hour
There's no sun though it's warm today
Just a grey day to sit and write you a love song
In the morning, I woke up and drew
For there were no words floating inside my head
Until after lunch when it was quiet
As everyone is gone except for me
Sitting at the computer, I could write
However, there's nothing to write about
Except the solitude I might have experienced
......
The Composition of Shadows (I & II)
by Michael R. Burch
These are poems about poetry, poems about writing, poems about the process of composition...
The Composition of Shadows (I)
by Michael R. Burch
“I made it out of a mouthful of air.”—W. B. Yeats
We breathe and so we write; the night
......
The Written Word
by John Michaelson
The Written Word by John Michaelson
The infinite and eternal power of the written word,
Penned naked and vulnerable on the page,
Lies only in the destiny of its earnest reader,
With its untapped potential trapped in its cage.
As its curves and its corners are flowing with ease,
Whether handwritten, typed or etched,
Its power to influence the reader it attracts,
......
Longer Poems (II) by Michael R. Burch
by Michael R. Burch
These are longer poems (II) by Michael R. Burch...
Duet (I)
by Michael R. Burch
Oh, Wendy, by the firelight, how sad,
how worn and gray your auburn hair became!
You’re very silent, like an evening rain
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Sights to Behold
by Jessica Leininger
My muses come to me
With the faces of lovers.
Personified voices of inspiration,
Coming from the places I once knew.
But there's one that feels void,
Like it's from nothing, nowhere.
How strange it is to have a voice
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