Out of Ideas
Out of Ideas
I’m suddenly out of inspiration she said,
There’s not one thing rattling around in my head.
I can’t find even one vague little notion,
To start my creative wheels in motion.
Maybe Ill go to unexplored places to walk,
And stop with some intriguing strangers to talk.
If I could start just one little glow,
Perhaps a grand vision would suddenly grow.
I’m told you should write about what you know,
Hey, I think something may be starting to flow.
Ill write about not finding ideas or feelings to share,
Perhaps my friends in the “ soup” have been there.
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