A writer lives
in a world of silence
sometimes welcome calm
other times deafening torment
the heart may beat
words falling into place
like good little soldiers
or it may stutter and stammer
at a loss to find rhythm
or any sense
wretched cycles
from morning’s light
to midnight darkness
absent sounds of a soul
searching for a breath of life
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©MidwestFantasy
November 2018
Ph-Nubar Alexanian
Midwest Fantasy Writes 
Oh you’ve so well described the conundrums writers do face.
“Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.”
– Leonard Cohen
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What a fabulous quote. Thank you
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This piece is smooth and soft and peaceful
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Thank you
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Writers anguish!
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Yes!!
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Sometimes I think that it’s a form of self torture that we expose ourselves to.
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Yes, I believe that too. Why? lol
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No idea! 😊
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Loved the beautiful torment you captured in this piece! The flipping back and forth between feast and famine! Such a wonderful painting with your words, Dear Beth!!
xoxoxo
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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