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Dying laptops
Ailing desktops
My writing drops

One sale, one move
One buy, another move
My writing’s lost its groove

New fights
New sights
My writing bites

Old friends gone
Old habits done
My writing’s lost its zone

A time for change
A new history to arrange
My writing’s strange

Long away
Day after day
My writing’s gone astray

So long as I can type
My memories I will hype
My writing becomes tripe

I need my words to be spoken
I want to feel their power unbroken
My writing seeks a way to be awoken

In other pursuits I’ve committed a crime
I’ve permitted relocation to steal my rhyme
My writing cries out for time

Stephanie Millican

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The following comments are for "Lapsed Poet"
by echomarm

Stephanie! great to read you again, and with a piece we can all relate to, I'm sure. this poem is effective because each stanza builds, both syntactically and in terms of advancing- even escalating- the theme. as the lines get longer the demands of the written word become increasingly pressing, increasingly urgent, increasingly pushed to the forefront of poet-self’s mind. and the conclusion sees the poet’s return to rhyme, via the medium of this very poem! a well-crafted piece with lots of trip-off-the-tongue lines, and real too…

I trust you found your muse. a pleasure reading you again.

( Posted by: AuldMiseryGuts [Member] On: November 16, 2008 )

byting writing
Well done. The fact that you can find poetic humor in the ridiculous pastime of writing down ones thoughts, muses and fancy is a delight. I often ponder what makes we writers do what we do besides a deep rooted masochism. But as you say life changes so does the input from the muse and in spite of it all we seek again that clear use of word to frame that fleeting thought into tangible form on a page. Oh, better a painter be than so unworthy a scribe as I!
Thanks great fun.

( Posted by: jonpenny [Member] On: November 17, 2008 )

'lapsed poet'
Wise Words Do Not Fade, They Echo. I rest responsive to the redolent rhyme, the rhythmic step-to-step verse, the writing. Interesting, informative, if not stealth. Lapsed poet with the blue hat.

I shall say: words do not fade you, or at least, no more at And, yes, words are awoken. I wake with you, written with ease and pleasure, I believe. Well done. There has to be a balance between the past and present, where does it lie, where there are ailing desktops? Keen paradoxes. What aspirants for us young writers?


( Posted by: firstedition [Member] On: November 17, 2008 )

lapsed poet
I love reading the energy of all your generous and positve comments. Thanks for sharing the passion to write together. Stephanie

( Posted by: EchoMarm [Member] On: December 8, 2008 )

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