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Neopoet Weekly 08/31/25 to 09/06/25

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Words Fail Again

Like a candle dead in the dark
A lamp light snuffed out
Words are like mythical birds
Ones that can’t fly
Words born to walk
Wingless dodos just fall over and die.

Like disobedient children, ones we can’t control
Today my words fail me, all withered and old
Whereas the day before yesterday and many years ago
Like a mountain stream, the words always flow.

Nothing comes out the faucet
Dry river’s just a dribble
Hand writing reduced to a scribble
That’s just the way it goes
No poetry its just prose
Now turn off the tap
With a kind quip
And a huge whip
I’m done

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Nottinghamshire England, GBR

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Comments

Rula

Rula

3 weeks 2 days ago

Sen99

Nice job with similes all through. I 'm not sure I've seen the dodos before thus I had to google it though I could have a vision of it in your words.

I especially like the last stanza , but found the third line a bit ambiguous.

"Sky writing reduced to a scribble"

As I think it's only me, I have to wait to see what others have to say.

And by the way, I don't think your words have really failed.

Thank you for sharing 

Sen99

Sen99

3 weeks 2 days ago

Hello Rula

The poem is just about writers block which happens to me 

Dodos were birds that never took flight hence a simile as you said.

3 verse maybe a weak rhyme, could change it

Thanks again for your comments