Writer's Block
WRITER’S BLOCK
No inspiration to write...
no bright ideas swirling around in my head,
wishing my pen would have a mind of its own
and fill this empty page instead.
Sometimes -
motivation flows unimpeded
surging like a cascading waterfall,
mind free-falling, thinking, writing…
But times like now, I'm drawing a blank...
delving deep within my muddled mind.
Like an inept magician trying to pull pearls
from an inactive imagination,
I can't find words to articulate my thoughts.
Maybe, if I fall asleep...
perhaps, in a dream,
maybe then ideas will flow freely.
But right now, I'm not trying to count sheep,
just trying to think through this,
trying to wade through the haze.
At 3 o'clock in the morning,
I'm still staring into stark space,
hoping intently, looking at this blank page...
seeking inspiration.
Where is my Muse?
Featured on PoetrySoup: 06-01-2014
Copyright © Pandita Sietesantos | Year Posted 2014
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