Open Poetry #18 |
Writer's Block |
Morcastlin Member
since 2002-01-14
Posts 244The Jersey Shore, USA |
I have nothing to say, nothing to write Floundering listlessly in the cold night Alone and befuddled, try as I might The words just won't come to play in plain sight Burnt out and brainfried, a haggardly face Dried up and shriveled, a yellowed old lace Lost and confused and so out of my place My writing is dead, I've fallen from grace *Ironically, I became inspired to write this poem from my writer's block.... figures. |
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Siofra
since 2000-09-28
Posts 551State of Suspended Passion |
*giggling here... This is just the way I have felt before, and isn't it always frustrating how you can write as long as its about the writer's block itself? Stubbon and selfish lil monster, isn't it? I love this. I am many. |
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Morcastlin Member
since 2002-01-14
Posts 244The Jersey Shore, USA |
LOL..Thanks! And yes, the writer's block monster is an egomaniac...hehe! Love, Bonnie |
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Skyfire
since 2000-12-27
Posts 3381Riding |
I love the way you expressed what I seem to go through every week! Thanks for sharing! Sleep: The final frontier |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Keep writing of your writer's block - it suits you... so more, please...? |
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