Poetical Musings

With toes curling
in and out on the
the thick pile rug,
I begin to
imagine in my head
The words to pen
that set us apart
and unequal
.
Fingers play
the keys
I hear
in my head

Now I leave my
poetical musings
and go away at last
Satisfied for more day

for I am far too insignificant

and unimportant,

and my poems are meaningless

and troubled.

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hiral h Aug 11, 2006, 12:42am EDT

None is neither unimportant nor insignificant, every individual is unique and so are you.

Loved your work.

GOd bless.

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Carol Roach Aug 11, 2006, 3:22am EDT

carol I see you flirted with poetry in this poem but insignificant and unimportant? now, now

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Dolphi D. Aug 11, 2006, 5:05am EDT

With the toes curling at the rug and the fingers playing at the keys, I can picture the muse at work!

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Cheryl W. Aug 11, 2006, 7:51am EDT

Nothing expressed is ever unimportant or insignificant.....

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Carol Cassell Aug 11, 2006, 2:21pm EDT

To coin a phrase from Hollywood, "You like me, you really do like me?"

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All done here Aug 11, 2006, 4:39pm EDT

Starts so nice, then crashes with such misery. But that's poetry.

And of course we like you! You're one of us!

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Diana Raabe Aug 11, 2006, 5:55pm EDT

Say it isn't so! Even if you feel it's insignificant at times - let us assure you that it's not true. Like R. Scott said, though, "that's poetry."

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Done...cancelled...gather is not for ME Cancelled Aug 11, 2006, 5:59pm EDT

I agree with the sentiment, but your skill belies your last lines.

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Magi the magical poet is riding the wind again Aug 11, 2006, 7:43pm EDT

I echo Hannah!

Magi

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Poetical Musings

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