Tuesday, 28 November 2017

Not one ounce of inspiration

As writers block strikes my mind it feels quite unkind,
hence the reason why I've nothing new for you to view.
I guess I'll keep searching the depths of my barren mind
And not get myself worked up in a lather or a stew.
I hope the jumbled letters will sort themselves out soon
For it feels like I'm writing with a damn wooden spoon.

© Julian Clarke Nov'2017
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2 comments:

  1. Richard Fleming30 November 2017 at 09:43

    You've got the answer right there, Julian. Line 4. Don't let yourself get worked up about it. Relax. Poetry will arrive when it's good and ready.

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  2. Sherry Blue Sky10 December 2017 at 16:34

    LOL, I love the writing with a wooden spoon. I use mine to stir the sludge in my cranium, smiles.

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