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The wait

Member since 2002 · Posted 18 Jun 2007 · 2 comments

I waited and waited Thinking, with each passing year The verse that would come forth Would be better. Not writing was good- It was just waiting. One fine day,I found That wisdom had wiped off poetry Peace and stillness overtaken joy.

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[5] Skamper 19-Jun-07/2:22 AM Reply

"The verse that would come forth"
seems a little clumsy - I think it's the "that would come" not sure about it. It mucked up the flow for me. Also, you could drop the 'that' from the second to last line. I liked the musings within this piece.

[8] Ranger 21-Jun-07/5:07 AM Reply

The voices in my head are crying 'image! image!' Perhaps play around with the sound of 'poetry' and make it sound like 'pottery' - something being wiped off clay. I'd like that.