They say,
“Nothing ventured, nothing gained,”
and knowing I can choose,
I’d certainly rather venture,
even if it means I lose.
See, it so happens that
I know a little something
about nothing,
that sad default,
that frustrating non-finish line.
Nothing:
What I say when I can’t find the words.
Nothing:
What I do when the world is too much.
Nothing:
What changes when I don’t.
Nothing,
safe though it may be,
just isn’t enough
for me.
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A Virginia Writer's Diary 
Well done, Katie. An interesting journey this poem took me on.
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Thank you! It makes me happy to hear that. 🙂
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Good. 🙂
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Thank you! 🙂
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Love the way you ended it. 🙂
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Thank you!
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I like this nothing poem that’s really about something. Sometimes nothing can say so much more than something. Nothing is definitely something to think about!
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I’m so glad you liked the poem! Nothing can be pretty powerful, I think, in lots of different ways.
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I am interested in talking more about nothing. In what ways do you think nothing can be powerful?
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It’s a good question! Nothing can be the best medicine – to sit, slow down, and think about nothing for a little while. Or it can be a pretty awful problem – to do nothing in the face of stress or trouble, to not act when it’s needed.
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I actually have also written about nothing. Here’s the link to it, if you wanted to take a look:
https://www.facebook.com/photo?fbid=10151556028833173&set=a.10151555986538173
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Thanks for sharing!
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Love this!
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Thank you! It makes me happy to hear that. 🙂
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