A Vacancy

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic


A Vacancy

 

Empty headed, my muse is gone,

hopefully it won’t last long.

Those words that make up poetry

have packed up and deserted me.

There’s no ideas, no lines to say,

not inside my head today.

Vacant thoughts, my mind is blank,

too much stress, I have to thank.

Maybe the verse is written out,

a victim of my own self-doubt.

No more to say, no. not a word

you’ve not so often already heard.


Submitted: May 04, 2018

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Jeff Bezaire

It sounds like some sun-dried crone robbed you of your poetic ambition.
Don't doubt yourself. Don't doubt your talent. Don't doubt your words, my dear! The muse might be sleeping today, but tomorrow's a new day.

Fri, May 4th, 2018 6:58pm

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I don't know, Jeff. Something has certainly messed my thinking up....today, I have hardly been able to write at all.
Thanks for giving this a read.

Fri, May 4th, 2018 12:01pm

Tuweelz

Really well written your words have a truth most of us feel at one time or another hopefully it will pass soon.

Fri, May 4th, 2018 7:27pm

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Thanks, Tuweelz! I hope so too.

Fri, May 4th, 2018 12:56pm

Sue Harris

Don't beat yourself up, Hully, tomorrow is another day. Its the 'biorhythms'... or something like that! Your flair will return in abundance, you'll see. Please don't doubt yourself, you have no need to what-so-ever, you are awesome!

Fri, May 4th, 2018 9:05pm

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Thanks for your vote of confidence, Sue. I just hope I don't let you down.

Fri, May 4th, 2018 2:26pm

Mike S.

Don't give up om Musey yet, Hull!

Fri, May 4th, 2018 9:17pm

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I don't know -- today it's like there's nothing there apart from a great big vacancy. Thanks for reading, Mike.

Fri, May 4th, 2018 2:29pm

Vance Currie

Even when you have nothing to write about, you do it a helluva lot better than I. The rhyming and rhythm of this poem are spot on. I don't think you know just how amazing you are, Hully.

Fri, May 4th, 2018 10:03pm

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Thanks so much for that, Joe, but the last thing I ever think of myself as being is in any way amazing.
I'm glad you enjoyed the poem, and by the way, you are one of my favorite writers!

Sat, May 5th, 2018 9:00am

jaylisbeth

You know that I know this feeling very well. Amazingly expressed, Hully.

Sat, May 5th, 2018 3:19am

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Thanks, jaylisbeth!

Sat, May 5th, 2018 9:03am

Sluggy

Oh...at least you have me to nudge you. Nudge nudge... her mind won't budge... locked inside, her words... don't worry, i am not in a hurry... its the powder keg under your seat that is in flame... its definitly not you to blame ... so just breath deep, get some freaking sleep... so your voice through your pen can be seen.

Mon, February 10th, 2020 5:46pm

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Thanks for the poetic comment, U.P.

Mon, February 10th, 2020 12:07pm

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