Inspiration

Inspiration

A Poem by Middling
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An experimental poenm :)

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He sat blankly,
Hoping for some
Knowledge to lend.
A pen in his hand
Which wrote so frankly.
A quote had come
And details of the rand,
He railed with what,
He had never known
His mind was blown.
Just in the nick of time.
To his woe he blinked
And no longer
Could the knowledge be woven.
He lusted but could not find
It was but dust
A wedge of thought
Nothing did he remember
Of what he was taught
In short he was caught,
And that was that
No passage could be wrought.



© 2010 Middling


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Writing is a art few can evolved into. To wove words was a art for the days of old. Few can roam and experiment life and put their emotion on paper. I like the young soldiers of tonight. Many are writing the pain of war and suffering. Your poem is wonderful. Inspiration come from many directions.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Writing is a art few can evolved into. To wove words was a art for the days of old. Few can roam and experiment life and put their emotion on paper. I like the young soldiers of tonight. Many are writing the pain of war and suffering. Your poem is wonderful. Inspiration come from many directions.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i like your description of writing phenomena.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Intriguing, I couldn't really follow it but I did like it.........whatever it meant lol.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on June 23, 2010
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Middling
Middling

Ireland



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I'm just experimenting, i am no scholar... as of yet more..

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