Words disconnected from one another
No flowing sentences, short and chopped
Nonsensical weaving of your words
Leaves an unbalanced view on life
What do you hope to accomplish now
Putting these distressed thoughts together
You’re hoping to make sense out of it
Cut and pasting nonsense is just that
There’s no enlightenment coming soon
Just as there is no man in the moon
Write what’s in your mind’s eye and pure heart
From this is the one hope of a start
© 2012 Michael Yost 1/21
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Michael's Lair 
Writing ain’t a career, it’s a way of life…
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Ain’t that the truth. Here’s to the ones lucky enough to be able to make it a career.
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the beginning made me believe you were heading somewhere else with the piece, but then you changed roads, I love the ending and so agree. Smooches! Happy G. day!!! 🙂
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Appreciate the comment and the smooches.
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Ah, you know I can relate to this one. Nicely written!
http://halfwaybetweenthegutter.wordpress.com/2012/01/22/painfully-breaking/
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Thank you!
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Well said, Michael!
http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2012/01/22/night-rules/
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Thanks kind sir.
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there’s no enlightenment coming soon – that’s heavy
primed to dance
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I cherish it when it comes to my house. smiles…
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interesting, love the enthusiasm in it,
well done.
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Thanks Taylor.
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Good , dark, poem!
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Glad you liked it.
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I’ve felt this a time or too!!! really great post!
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Thanks for the visit and comment.
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oh, very well done! I enjoyed this piece thank you
and thank you for your visit and comment
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Thanks to you Hope!
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