For hours and hours I sit
Beside the lamp dimly lit
Staring at a blank page
a poem prompt and my pen
In the spot I call my writers den
Nothing happens
Writers block
I reach for a bottle
And have a drop
Imagination oiled
Stagnation foiled
On I toiled
Thoughts start forming in my head
Where I feared was only lead
Dropping, raining from my imagination
Little by little
to majestic poetic creation.
Just like raining little acorns become big oaks
My raining thoughts became my poem
Comments
I enjoy
..the erratic rhyme scheme and rhythm. I will be looking for more from you.
Thomas
Thank you for reading and
Thank you for reading and commenting ,I shall post more
Welcome ro the website!
Looking forward to reading more of your work!
I sometimes write after drinking, however I have to edit heavily the next day (LOL).
I'd never change anything I
I don't actually drink in reality
I'd never change anything I
I'd never change anything I twrote when I'm drinking always my most interesting thoughts come with a drink or two !!
Mo Cara
Never change anything in your writing for the sensibilities of other people only because there's something in you yourself that wishes to express itself more clearly
Mo Cara
In vino veritas you sculpted this gem as I did the poem Genevieve in the twilight hours between drunkenness and sobriety although I've not permitted the demon beauty to pass lips in 14 years I can trace the lines of experience behind these verses. The furnace from which art is forged the bitter godly hands of human creation.
You can post your loved short stories here too dear M hope you enjoy your place here amongst us :-)
Thank you
Dalton mo chara my poet extraordinaire etc you have touched my heart with your lovely words I think those drinks might have been my last ,you are as always very generous in your comments and I will I'm sure love being on here as you are part of this community Thank you x
Mo Cara
I truly do hope you enjoy your time here. Thanks to you I've not lost my poems you printed them out for me no one has ever done such a thing for me. Everything about your friendship is beautiful (-:
Strange thing...
is, I've been thinking about where does my muse get these ideas? She just pops up with them. Now, I'm afraid she is stealing them! She was gone for a couple of days, and I wasn't worried about where she was and when she was coming back, [she always does], but when I go to post my newest piece... here you are with this! I really am impressed with the style of rhyme and pattern. It's as though you were peeking into my head and going back to write lines and unscramble the thoughts. Nice work: I had to go back and see if you had written anything else and I don't know why you haven't. I can't wait to see what else you come up with! ~ Geezer.
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Thanks for reading and your
Thanks for reading and your comment ,I haven't stopped writing just not posted on here ,I plan on putting some pieces up soon ,I read this piece and I wonder at it cos I rarely if ever rhyme but I seem to have kind of managed it there ,hope your muse returns full of inspiration soon .
Yes...
she did, and it was so similar in theme to yours, it was what I was remarking about! I thought she had stolen from you!
Read "I Want to Cry"! ~ Geezer.
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Wow
In fact, I pick the word from you, ...a majestic poetic creation! That's my view on this piece! Truly, I'm seeing my self in this poem. LoL!
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Thanks
Hi
Thank you kindly for your lovely comment,I guess it's relatable to a lot of writers at some point I'm very pleased you enjoyed the read