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Saturday, October 15, 2005

Loss of Thoughts by Nico and Erik

I'm sitting here with nothing in mind,
No word, no sentence, not even a thought,
My head has something, but hard to find.

I have nothing, not a word to enlighten the blind,
A shame, if thoughts could be bought...
I'm sitting here with nothing in mind.

Should I write about football or gossip of any kind?
I can't concentrate, I need my thoughts caught,
My head has something, but hard to find.

It can't be difficult, I just need some lines to bind,
My battle with words has hardly been fought,
I'm sitting here with nothing in mind.

I can't just do nothing, I'm having my words timed
My god, who wants these words a lot,
But... I'm sitting here with nothing in mind,
My head has something, but hard to find.

2 Comments:

At 7:36 AM, Blogger Aneon said...

I like this poem alot. But I have one thing to say, when the writer says "My god, who wants these words alot" doesn't he mean "BY god who wants these words alot"?
:-)

 
At 9:16 AM, Blogger Salem Poetry said...

Thanks for your comment! You are possibly right about your version, but this is my students' first ever attempt at writing poetry in class and I didn't want to take the wind out of their sails!

 

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