d’Verse – May ’17
Quadrille – echo
De has us listening for echoes over at d’Verse Poets Pub
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PAD Aftermath
there is nothing left
an empty chamber
cleared of words, rhymes
no letters lying about
ink blots flung on the walls
no thought or even ideas
can be found rattling around
my muse is on hiatus
not even an echo of a poem remains