You are still a poet my friend. Your just dormant at the moment. ;))

A poet will always remain a poet… in the genes

hi dearest Poet I miss you ❤️

Me too. 🙂

I was never a poet but I enjoyed scribbling between the lines sometimes.
Whatever your current incarnation, may it bring you happiness my friend!

THE FUCK!

(Also? Big Like.)

Good to see you Sheriff

You’ll always be a poet my friend. We all go through lean times in writing, whether it be droughts or block, but we always find our way. Hang in there, Speak. Appreciate you.

Damian

Artists shouldn’t put themselves in boxes. They might never get out.

Dear PS,

✍️📑📝✒️🖍️
You’re definitely a poet.
xo

H 🌷

I know the feeling too well. You will write again though, I’m sure.

You’ll always be a poet to Lori and me Gary. It’s all about the heart, empathy and desire. Why d’ya think you were the first person I reached out to?

Keep the faith, Rob

🩶👋☝🏿

I like this. At a tangent, title reminds me of my fave minimalist poem (attributed to Hemingway). “For sale: baby shoes. Never worn.”

So much accomplished in so few lines. Like Rob said, minimalism is great for those who are precise with their thought. You are here.
Well done.

Thank you, Styxian.

Powerfully penned, Brenda. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Thank you, Elke.

With a few words you succeed and creating a hauntingly mysterious atmosphere. This is poetry writing at its best

oh this is good…

Thank you Sam

Powerfully penned, Adagio. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian