Once again

I feel stuck
possibly for good reasons

But I miss the fire
that fueled my poems
angst ridden or tumultuous emotions
allowed fevered composing
and words volunteered themselves
excitedly expressing
that make me proud to say
I wrote that

I want to write more
I’ve many poems started
but there is no flow
no driving concept
no story to tell
and they languish

So for now I write this
my longing to find
to create written moments
that inspire pride
once again


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