No, there are many more. Was this a rhetorical question? ๐
well… more… doesn’t necessarily mean “more clever” …
it wasn’t entirely rhetorical – it’s an insecurity I have
Insecure๐ฑ no never.
no, not never… always!
Hmm,my illusions are dashed, such anxious genius.
Not yet. Be ye all inked out paper weighed in the press of time. Then ye might have done it, or nay
Well said, Andrew ๐
โค
David
I have wondered if these words are truly original. Perhaps there is someone somewhere who has written this exact sentence. Is originality dead? Yet, I read your poem and consider it a rung on the ladder toward excellence. Just like counting, there is always the ability to add one more!
Yes, so it seems – as artists are constantly coming up with never-before-seen modes of art… interesting, eh?
โค
David
I meant “us” in general… the whole humans. ๐ ๐คฃ๐ Beautiful sharp poem, as usual.
โค Filipa โค
Why not…us? ๐
๐ well I wouldn’t presume to speak for you, Filipa
no way you’ve
penned your best because
your pen is
yet to be
out of ink just as your brain
gives greatness
Sticking my quill
into my brain to
draw ink caused
everything
to go dark. I wonder if
my inkwell’s fractured…
hahahahaha
Perhaps, if you have penned your last. But something tells me there are many more yet to come. And as for your best, only time will tell. However, very clever, David.
๐ค Poet, thank you ๐ค
:-O
dusk allows being while
doubt is forbidding –
may dusk enter the page
No, there are many more. Was this a rhetorical question? ๐
well… more… doesn’t necessarily mean “more clever” …
it wasn’t entirely rhetorical – it’s an insecurity I have
Insecure๐ฑ no never.
no, not never… always!
Hmm,my illusions are dashed, such anxious genius.
Not yet. Be ye all inked out paper weighed in the press of time. Then ye might have done it, or nay
Well said, Andrew ๐
โค
David
I have wondered if these words are truly original. Perhaps there is someone somewhere who has written this exact sentence. Is originality dead? Yet, I read your poem and consider it a rung on the ladder toward excellence. Just like counting, there is always the ability to add one more!
Yes, so it seems – as artists are constantly coming up with never-before-seen modes of art… interesting, eh?
โค
David
I meant “us” in general… the whole humans. ๐ ๐คฃ๐ Beautiful sharp poem, as usual.
โค Filipa โค
Why not…us? ๐
๐ well I wouldn’t presume to speak for you, Filipa
no way you’ve
penned your best because
your pen is
yet to be
out of ink just as your brain
gives greatness
Sticking my quill
into my brain to
draw ink caused
everything
to go dark. I wonder if
my inkwell’s fractured…
hahahahaha
Perhaps, if you have penned your last. But something tells me there are many more yet to come. And as for your best, only time will tell. However, very clever, David.
๐ค Poet, thank you ๐ค
:-O
dusk allows being while
doubt is forbidding –
may dusk enter the page
๐ค Barbara ๐ค