Words that will not come to me
My breath is short with fear
Is this perhaps denied to me
The words no longer here.
Why I wonder is it so
I have so much to say
The paper just stares back at me
To words I cannot stray.
Closed is my mind to hand this day
And everything’s amiss
But soon I hope this fog with lift
And give me back the words I miss.
Perhaps a spark will soon appear
And burst upon this page
If not I guess my time is done
The end of such an age.
And so goodbye I say to you
Tis said with heavy heart
But never fear I will return
I will not just depart.
Butterfly Sand 
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thanks for the reblog
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You found words for your poem 🙂 I hope you don’t disappear 😦
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hahaha I’m too ornery to disappear!
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Many, many things to write about, but there are no words. Burros, sea turtles, native tribes in Mexico, death. But I have no words right now.
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sometimes it is just too overwhelming
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You are not allowed to depart, my friend……I look forward to your daily words. Your spark will soon return â probably already has J XO
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never fear I’ll still be here in days and weeks to come
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