Strolling casually down the street, nothing going on in my head
I hesitated for a moment, and thought, there must be something to be said
It doesn’t have to be anything mind blowing
Just an indication that something inside is growing.
Because in my opinion it would be a catastrophe
If nothing could be written, not that you have a duty –
To write at all if you are not in the mood
But you had better fill this space during this interlude.
For who knows how long again it will be before you get the urge
So scribble it down while you have the chance –
Go on your system purge.
The task is now completed I have nothing left to say
It sure takes a lot of practice to become a word gourmet.
C. J. Black∁β
14/10/2013 21:09:23
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The published and unpublished manuscripts of Chris Black. A writer from Wexford, Chris has been writing and publishing poetry for over quarter of a century. September 2016 saw his dream come to fruition with the publication of his first book of Poetry and Short Stories titled Same Train, Different Track.
Preferred reading - Autobiographies, the history of the native American Indian and a vast array of poetry books. Continues to write by day and night by giving the sawdust a shake which in turn awakens the grey matter. - has an eclectic taste in music, spent 16 happy years as a radio presenter in a part time capacity while "slaving" away at the coal face now enjoying all that retirement has to offer and more. Tweets @CJBlack2012, on Soundcloud @ https://soundcloud.com/the-poets-poet-1 youtube @Chris Black-poetry-spoken word. You can find his "work" at https://chrisblack2012.wordpress.com If you do happen to drop by do let him know your thoughts, who you are and where you come from - He will in time also pay you a return visit. Thank you.
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Today from the Man Shed 
Make hay while the sun shines. “Word gourmet” — Love that!
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Hi Fransi, my mind is so full of nonsense you wouldn’t believe it – hope the health is well with you.
Chris.
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Hanging in thanks 🙂
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Make sure the grip is tight.
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I’ll do my best 🙂
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Good morning Chris. Iadore this poem. You are a michelin star word gourmet! Happy Tuesday 🙂
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Well Joy my gas is well and truly flabbered by your reply thank you, I’m away now to catch up with your posts – but don’t you think you went a little over the top? I’m not complaining mind you, I might even be tempted to show off your comment, that is if you have no objections.
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sure does
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