I do sit with hope uncertain,
Many confusions I do contain.
I think for while and soon stop,
By watching in far field of crop.
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Words crowd in the mind, but they do not have a sequential order. How to put them in rhyming and meaningful verse is always a challenge. We need solitude to write poems. Sometimes we have to wait for hours. Sometimes it may come like a torrent all of a sudden. You have pictured the normal dilemma faced by a poet!
Yes, poems come to mind like smoke, like gossamer gauze, ever so vague; and we have to live that confusion a while, and later without a notice it emerges. Yea, something gels within...I have to write a few lines, .... but, but it takes time.
Like star's twinkling we have to write something. We should wrote carefully. This is an important poem.
Dogs bark in lonely road together. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
From heart to printed page...lovely! Dorothy A Poet Who Loves To Sing 28 Nov 2014 by Dorothy A. Holmes | Reply Note: This feedback is received via poetfreak.
Writing few lines about God we feel good and cheerful mood arrives in mind. This poem is nice.