Wand’ring words

Bombard my lone mind,

All feelings slowly channel,

Soon, in fits and bursts they manifest

Replete with emotions strong,

Redundant and raw 

The first draft…

Ruthlessly I chop,

Painstakingly I ponder,

And chisel my labored creation,

Succinct yet breathing with life…

I ink, harnessing 

Wand’ring words.

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Poetry Style : Fox Septet

A 13 line 1 stanza non-rhyming poem

The first line is also the last line.

Syllable count : 3,5,7,9,7,5,3,5,7,9,7,5,3