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Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Poetic Soul

After my heart to heart with the girls, of course my mind goes into over drive...

Right now I'm reading The Moments, the Minutes, the Hours by Jill Scott. I've been a fan since day one and her poetry has made me loyal. She writes about everything that i think, feel, or actually say. A few of her poems sound like some I've written and I can't tear myself away from this book. So the question now is {you knew there would be a question...lol} Why did I stop writing? Where has my motivation gone? I'm still living and going through, so why hasn't anything flown out of me, seriously in over 6 months???

I began to think, 'When he was consistently in my life I wrote anthologies', 'When she and I spoke late into the night, I had material', 'When He blessed me to see ___, it came naturally'...but while some have come and gone, others are presently here, so why can't I write about anything anymore? I've been looking for spoken word events where the poets are really real and not just weirdos, but a real poetry jam that could inspire. If anyone knows of any please lemme know, i need my inspiration back...

posted by DSweet1 @ Tuesday, March 07, 2006

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