Sitting by the fire,
Back pressed against the trunk of this tall deciduous
In the cool of summer’s breeze
It is here that I emerge in unavoidable thought.
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I have nothing more to say... yet a treasure chest of words within, yet to be expounded! Love your poem. They always make me ponder! ; D
And though the sky be clear tonight, And the fire sparks and thrives, Surely, I can find the merit in this moment; I have everything and yet nothing more to say.... yes nothing but everything to say tor eaders.. That is how you handle your thoughts and give imagery line.. nice to hear and rad your poem dear.....10 read mine.. moneyis power and a joy is far off
yeah! ! ! ! ! those are the things that we as writers sometimes face but trust me it's not about what to say at that moment but it's about what we will get out of that situation and in this instance you came out with this great poem.... keep writing! ! ! !