Dear Old Writers Block

I pace the corners of my brain
Back and forth, forth and back
But the words never make their appearance
I scratch at the cracks of my cortex
Tearing everything away like a mad man
Demanding to get a peek at inspiration
But I only found cob-webs and dust
Impatiently I freak out
Shoving the words 
But the words shove back
Letting me know
Who’s really in control here
I sit, defended by dear old writers block
Wondering if I’ll ever
Be the writer I intended to be.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Brown Avatar
October 10, 2009 at 5:38 PM
I enjoyed reading your awesome poetry today. Thank you Jerrica. I hope you have a wonderful fun filled weekend. Love, Carol
Gass Avatar
October 10, 2009 at 8:51 AM
This is a wonderful shove to give that dang writers block! With the abilities you have displayed in both your postings you have nothing to worry about. Your talent is shining! Love, Robin
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October 10, 2009 at 7:53 AM
Relax. Let it flow. Great way to express the idea that we all face from time to time. Keep writing. Sara
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