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It took me like a month to overcome this hurdle
Helpless because I had things to write but putting it down was a struggle
This block was pulled down by a group of children who sang with passion
That I could feel the need to write with great tension
These days I've been doing more of mental thinking
That soon I'm afraid people might call me the clock that's always working
I didn't even have the time to say hello to my dear good Chuck
Or to tell my literary grandpa Nat Lipstadt, you rock.
I'm going to write this to everyone so you know that I care
And a few solid mental blocks wouldn't give my love towards you a tear
I've been here and there, trying to make ends meet
And in so doing I totally got caught up in the heat.
I wanna read more poems from dear CarissaKoons
The kind that gives me such strength I feel I could beat the goons
Such wonderful memories from being here, I could never erase!
I feel great knowing that I'm healed and ahead of the writers' block's phase.
Thanks to everyone who checked on me while I was away!
 Oct 2017 NewCaleBoy
Helen
It's not the fact that
everytime I open Hello Poetry
I have to open a new tab
on my computer screen
to a dictionary
No Sirree

It's not the fact that
I come back to read them
Six, Seven, infinity times
and always wonder
Could that be me?
They are sooo easy
(of course it's me)

It's not the fact that
He makes me think thoughts
that should have been sleeping
throughout my whole human phase
bringing up ideas that are better left
when we are prepared to retire
to the stars, I think he's part Mage

It's not his witticism, completely admired
It's not his heroism, completely tried
It's not his ability to not be able to deflect
It's his ability to be able to unashamedly connect

But no one will ever hate you for that... if there is anyone here who can't understand the same, don't hate the player, hate the game
#5 for   http://hellopoetry.com/poem/poetry-exercise-test-passing-grade-80/

I understand this is not a private message but I'm not ashamed to say I love your poetry.... You make me 'Get It' so thank you (publicly) for being you and I like my pizza with everything :) Pretty much what you've already give me.... Mmm delicious!
Wherever you are
However alone
There is always
A hand somewhere to help
The hardest hardest move to make
Is the first step towards that hand
Please allow the kindness inside
I know I've been there
This was originally a poem to someone homeless at Christmas
I didn't know
When I arrived on this earth
What the rules were
And I found they seemed
Unexpectedly to change
Why my God
Didn't you  provide
At least a basic manual
You know
" Me idiot
How does
All this living work"?
There's no one
To blame I feel
But why God
Give me more fear than
I needed
And certainly could deal with
At times
It seems so far
I'm not exactly winning
But at least competing
So...how about it
Lets call a peace
You don't give me more than I can cope with
And I won't expect more of you
Than is reasonable

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