Today I’m feeling fraught.
Reeking in self doubt.
Challenging every thought.
An inspirational drought.
No time to think or cry.
Words,eliminated, erased
Before the ink is dry.
Quiet confidence replaced
With a hollow emptiness
To express this pent up feeling
Of lost hope. A shallowness
Of sentiment that’s concealing
Those lost syllables of insight.
The dismal darkness descends
As I desperately seek for the light,
Of returning creativity to transcend.
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Author:
The Retired Bloke (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I am currently trying to write a poem a day for a full year. I have completed about 290. Usually I can complete one in about twenty minutes. Today I really struggled. I wrote two poems, however I didn’t think they were very good at all and threw them away. I started to feel quite frustrated with myself. I decided to write a poem about how I felt. Hopefully tomorrow I will wake up with renewed inspiration!
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That inspiration can be challenging. I have been writing at least one poem a day for over three years now, I have written four today but sometimes it can be hard. Calliope is with me today.
The inspiration will come, it comes from many places and thoughts.
Thanks for your advice and support.
Ah - we who daily put pen to poetic paper get the same blockage from time to time R.B. - you dealt with this
blankness so well in the poem which engagingly rhymes and which expresses these feelings honestly - tomorrow will dawn differently methinks as inspiration strikes again. Thanks for sharing the frustration so eloquently.
Thank you Fay.
Well I 'cheat' a bit. I write maybe one poem some days; two or three other days; none at all some days! The limit is one per day on here, so I've usually got some in reserve. heehee.
Yep, write two some days. Then have a day off maybe the next day!
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