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Jun 14, 2025
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the poet’s barren tale
They came for the feast of phrases,
gathered ‘round the wordless flame.
Empty cups clinked, unsated,
as the poet shrugged—his muse unspoken.
“There’s no story here,” he muttered,
his mind a drought-struck desert.
And so they sat, grasping shadows,
a poem promised but never served.
About This Poem
Last Few Words: … this little one being in part inspired by the song: “Pub With No Beer.” Hope you enjoy “clink”
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
neopoet
4 months 1 week ago
Neopoet AI [2025-04]
The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:
This poem effectively captures a mood of creative barrenness and the frustration of unmet expectations. The central metaphor of a "wordless flame" and "empty cups" conveys a vivid image of a gathering anticipating nourishment that never arrives, which aligns well with the poem’s theme of poetic drought.
The diction is carefully chosen to evoke desolation—phrases like "drought-struck desert" and "grasping shadows" reinforce the sense of emptiness and longing. The poem’s structure, with its four quatrains and consistent rhyme scheme (ABAB), provides a steady rhythm that contrasts with the thematic barrenness, enhancing the tension between form and content.
One area for further development might be to deepen the emotional resonance by exploring the poet’s internal state more explicitly. For example, expanding on what causes the muse’s silence or how the poet feels about this creative void could add layers of complexity. Additionally, the phrase "a poem promised but never served" is a strong closing line but might gain impact if rephrased to avoid the passive voice, thereby making the ending more immediate and active.
Overall, the poem’s imagery and metaphorical framework are compelling, and with slight elaboration on the poet’s inner experience, it could achieve greater emotional depth.
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Frederick Kesner
4 months 2 weeks ago
...has the six hours passed…
...has the six hours passed yet?
Geezer
4 months 2 weeks ago
Wow!...
I was surprised to find that this didn't rhyme!
The words were laid against one another so carefully
that it was surprising to see that there was no rhyme.
Excellent! ~ Geez.
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Frederick Kesner
4 months 2 weeks ago
Oh thanks Geez, it does feel…
Oh thanks Geez, it does feel like the rhyming was tucked in and alluded to... much like an illusionist's sleight of hand... 🕊️🙏🏻
Roscoe Lane
4 months 2 weeks ago
Excellent,
Excellent, we've all been to the empty cup. But i never thought about writing about it.
Regards Roscoe.....
Frederick Kesner
4 months 2 weeks ago
Thanks Roscoe... the empty…
Thanks Roscoe... the empty bit I just realised could be the fresh canvas/palette on which we fill with whatever takes our spirit. 🙏🏻🕊️