So here it goes (drum roll please), I give you ... The Writer's Block Suite:
Writer’s Block I
Wordless.
Struggling to find
Just one cohesive though.
At a blank piece of paper
I stare.
Writer’s Block II
I have nothing I can say
And I don’t know what to do.
No emotion is welling up.
I feel no words are coming through.
My pen has gone bone dry
There is nothing on my mind.
Nothing weighs upon my thoughts
Must have left my feelings behind.
There is nothing that excites me
I was missed by the lightning.
A dull, lackluster day
I have nothing I can say.
Writer’s Block III
Pen over paper
Poised to express ideas
That never come
Now back to your regularly scheduled postings ...
4 comments:
"Wordless."
and
"Poised to express ideas
That never come..."
Be glad! Monks suffer for years -- lifetimes, even -- just to find that state.
Ha! I just didn't have anything to say.
love your poems, more please !
I will be sure to post more of them.
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