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BrokenWordsPoet



I will
never write
another poem.

That is how
I often feel

when words

are still.

Then I reach
for a word
finding it
on the surface

and

 my cup is filled.

 


                                                    © James W. McRight Jr.  2001

  • Author: BrokenWordsPoet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 10th, 2013 09:59
  • Comment from author about the poem: I never like to say I have writers block; I would rather say I am not writing at the moment; if I sit down, I am sure the words will come. Writers block is not a terminal illness; it is an excuse for not writing and a poor one at that.
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  • sokibgb

    I know just how you feel.Sometimes I sit down and my words are all over the place, in English and sometimes they are still there, in Spanish but there they are if I can just sit there, soki

  • baj-a

    you have captured the world of the poet perfectly!

  • diamonddagger

    good job relating how it is for the poet. I totally understand!!! I sit with a piece of paper for a half an hour sometimes and can't think of a word. Then suddenly it'll hit me and it comes pouring out. Have a happy day. Diamond



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