This unending line
describes a metaphor for life,
our unending spinning through
the routines of daily life,
dark moments where we’ve
gotten stuck in a groove,
and there,
where it leaves the paper,
departure for
another plane.
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(This might be fun to try as a shape poem)
Shawn L. Bird 
I can relate to this poem. It’s an accurate description of the writing process.
I’m you enjoyed it, Rebecca!
🙂
I like her poem is extra ordinary nice & beautiful and also pioneering me for write a better poem
Thanks!
i hate that game
never any good at scrabble
only i’m to blame
i never felt more in trouble
lost and delusional
more than before…
They said drug free
it would all leave me,
i read more than ever
in all others poetry.
An interesting perspective, to be sure.
Is that all no slang?
?
I like this one Shawn…
womenlivinglifeafter50.com
Thanks, Sue.