I look at the screen & see a blank wall,
I look for a writing idea and see an empty stall,
Just wishing for something to scrawl,
Sometimes of my brain I do be appalled…
No idea what to scribble,
Don’t want to make just drivel,
Want to make for you something to enjoy,
At the moment of my writing ability I am annoyed…
Setting in is much confusion,
Should I write of delusion,
Or chalk it up to my seclusion,
Better yet right here I should end in conclusion…
© ed ~ 9/23/06
Love Tinka
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
There is so much around us, and it seems, at times, that very little comes in our direction. You paint here the battles that all of us face as we continue pushing ourselves to create and move forward.
Well done ...
Did Rufus help with this one? (-:
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
Micke
musing is found everywhere we look.
Susan