I'm a great writer
speeding down the freeway at 70 miles an hour,
out for a peaceful Saturday morning run,
or elbow-deep in sudsy dishes.
But when I finally sit down,
monitor and keyboard expectant,
waiting to pass judgment
Turns of phrase, ideas, complete paragraphs
simply evaporate,
washed down with the bubbles and dirty water.
3 comments:
Yep. been there.
thats how i am with my art-
Well said. If this is writer's block, I want me some of yours:)
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