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Tuesday, April 9, 2013

14 Quieting the Silence

I'm grasping at straws
as words slip
unseen through fingers.

I cannot sit here
lined paper
just laughing at me.

I grab my pencil
awaken
the muse within me.

Words finally pour
drowning out
the blank page's taunts.



I thought it might be fun to toy a bit more with the lune -- more specifically the Kelly Lune.  The last (and first) time I worked with both the Kelly lune and Collum lune, creating a pairing on the same topic.  With this go around I thought I'd try a string of lunes that (might) alone stand as independent poems, but linked to tell a story of sorts.



This is my offerings for this week's dVerse Poets Pub OpenLinkNight. If you get a chance, check out all of the talented poets who have stepped up into the spotlight.

14 comments:

  1. smiles...you got to pick up the pen for it to work...ha...i feel you though...there are days i hate the page....

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  2. Like the lune poems ~ When I despair of words, I read poems by others, and just pick up the pen ~ Good for you to drown out the blank page taunts ~

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  3. Ah,that blank page DOES taunt, doesn't it? Thank goodness, much of the time we can write despite the taunts!!

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  4. That is how it goes sometimes, isn't it? Oh that writer's block! Glad you outsmarted the taunter.

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  5. what a relief when the words finally pour forth..i hate blank pages and if they have lines it somehow makes it even worse

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  6. The lined paper is the worst...Taunting, teasing, berating.

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  7. Ha, you showed that evil blank page.
    But wait, perhaps not so evil.
    For if it weren't for that blankness, for emptiness, for the taunt, would we write, create or be?
    Nicely done

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  8. Nice...I like the breakthrough. Writing seems to be an ebb and flow kind of activity. It's interesting to me though how a form poem can sometimes unleash an idea.

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  9. Zactly - don't just sit there, write.

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  10. Ouch. That blank paper (or screen) does seem to laugh at us. I have a large notebook with unlined paper in it that I use for first drafts. There's a single first line on this huge page and for the life of me nothing else will come. Painful.

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  11. I did like this VERY much - you gave the feeling of the WB very well and sadly don't we all suffer! :-)

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  12. I can relate. It seems the hype with all the poem-a-days in April has blocked my muse.

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  13. just stopping in to say hi...smiles.

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  14. the impending outpour...I try to remain calm in the knowing it will wash over. expressed purely and simply in this. Send peace ~ Rose

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