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Procrastination
>> 5.09.2012
The blank page
broods,
waiting for creation
of word-song,
fear trembles
the soul caging
the muse,
time spins
uncontrolled,
brain wonders:
Will I lose
today’s song
to foggy tomorrow?
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1 comments:
Lisa, a beautiful evocation of the thought that terrorizes all poets and writers.
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