Sunday, August 30, 2009

some days
I wish my pen would just
run out of ink-
searching for lost words
and someone else to blame...

8 comments:

  1. I recognize this, I have my writing in the dark...unsettling, I like the way you say it better...or maybe it's the music ;)

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  2. ha! nice Kristin :)
    lost words always get back to you, just stop searching....out of blankness they spurt, I have felt it so many times,

    wishes,
    devika

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  3. oh Kristin, can't afford to be mistaken for my words, i meant to say nicely written, the poem is a bit sad...but then i'm sure you will get them back,

    devika

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  4. Gosh I've been in that space too. Well put Kristin.

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  5. Thank you all for your comments and thoughts...the words seem to be coming back to me today! :)

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  6. Spoken like a true writer, and words we can all relate to. You have a lovely blog here. Beautiful poetry.

    All the best...

    Robin

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  7. Thank you, Robin! Bill, so glad to see your comment! Glad you stopped by as well. :) I enjoy reading both of your blogs very much.

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