Melanie D Poet Couplet

Writer's Block

There’s nothing left to write
(Blank sheet of paper, pure white)

And the words are no longer flowing
(A blank mind is all that’s showing)

Maybe I’ve reached a point of sadness
Words can no longer describe the madness

I’ve scooped out all my heart’s emotion
Poured it all out in slow motion

And now my heart is empty, cold...
Dead--with no story left to be told

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Michael Degenhardt October 14, 2008 at 12:45 PM Hello, except for the one about writer's block LOL This is great, we all so often experience this just as you wrote. Perfect! Michael

Carrie Richards September 23, 2008 at 6:43 AM Yes...we share this common malady...it comes from time to time....but your story is not completely told....we'll be patient to read more from you! ~Carrie

Kristin Reynolds September 23, 2008 at 5:43 AM Oh, but there is always a new story waiting to unfold within tomorrow's arms! Lovely, Kristin