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Brief desperation, with apologies

Oh this feels sore today

Because today is the day I’ve got nothing to say

Where’s she gone and what’s the use?

Where, exactly, is my wonderful muse?

 

See – it doesn’t even rhyme.

 

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◄ Forgetting the air

Clouds, cloudy, clouded ►

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<Deleted User> (13762)

Sat 30th Sep 2017 09:17

thanks David.

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David Taylor-Jones

Fri 29th Sep 2017 11:48

Nice one Colin- an intricate blend of praise and pressure, that is exactly what I needed to hear ?
And well done for 'at the sink' by the way

<Deleted User> (13762)

Fri 29th Sep 2017 09:01

yep, as Martin said, keep on keeping on David and I wholeheartedly agree that you are a talented writer. I often find a strong connection with your words as I'm sure many others do too. I fully expect your next post to be a belter. No pressure then ?
Col.

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David Taylor-Jones

Thu 28th Sep 2017 21:47

Thank you for your comments Martin, with a bit of encouragement from someone else who has struggled I can persevere ?

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Martin Elder

Thu 28th Sep 2017 21:36

I know exactly how you feel with this. where has the muse gone indeed. There are times when I ask myself why do I bother. But I am can see from reading your work that you have a definite ability. Keep on keeping on

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