Passionate but exploited
Engaged but exhausted
Dedicated but depleted
Focused but drained
Inspired but shackled
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Author:
Jane Frye (
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Sounds like writer's block. But you pulled through just fine. ; )
Lol
First and last lines - grave concern.
Middle three - rest up.
Yep, just me dusting off my violin to play at my own pity party. But writing it out loud made me feel better. 🙂
You didn't do too badly - you kept very much in tune. 😊
Lol I guess the pity party started because I was out of tune. 🙂
No. not out of tune – but if bleeding on MPS has been therapeutic (and many….poets….here do make such a claim), then go for it.
After all, writing is a reflection of life; and if we didn't have the low points, how would we appreciate the high points. Thank you, D. Dave, for your gentle and constructive thoughts. I truly appreciate your comments.
You will convert me, if you keep on pushing that line, into having gentle and constructive thoughts all the time.......oh dear.....that would be hitting me at my very foundations.....
Those shackles are now released through your words Jane.
Andy
I think you are right, Andy. And happy belated birthday.
It can get like that sometimes but giving up clearly isnt in the cards so i will see this is a positive poem from a caring soul
I do love the people I work with, and giving up on them has never been an option. Thank you SC.
an Artisan's plight: within Modernity's, reality
how sobering
your insightful commentary, captures
struggles of those, integrity impassioned
with fervent intent, to actualise
their hopes and dreams
but finding their path's: forever blockaded
by society's crude mechanisms
of bottom line profiteering, ideology
and glutinous greed's, narcistic sycophancy...
(A profound write, dear poet)
Wow - Right on the mark. The government signs my paycheck, and getting anything done requires a ton of frustrating paperwork.
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