poems written on the fly

dead-stop

In art, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing on 26 May 2008 at 7:00 am

Spun out
with nowhere
to turn

Looking for
a piece of mind

Knowing it’s
what we make of it
that matters

But still holding back
giving in to frustration
and wasting countless hours

(D. James)

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  1. enjoyed the write, and is this the seb, the kitty cat, from myspace? if so, you know me as glass of whine there….

  2. NO, I’m not a kitty cat… and my myspace is myspace.com/sebdoubinsky – and you’re welcome

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