blocked

“Ideas may drift into other minds, but they do not drift my way.
I have to go and fetch them. I know no work manual or mental to equal the
appalling heart-breaking anguish of fetching an idea from nowhere.”

– A. A. Milne

blocked

will tortured lines appear
stuttering fingers tremble across
the keyboard
an exercise in hit and miss
the empty mind hopes
perhaps the laws of probability
would be kind
smiling in verse

fingers shudder, spasm and freeze
from a distance, grey matter bounces
thought and metaphor
till they coagulate
in cerebral jelly
synapse arrested
white pages glare
laughingly at me

Bisous,

Léa

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About Léa

A wanderer who has found home in the South of France.
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2 Responses to blocked

  1. Been there–but not so beautifully rendered

    • leamuse says:

      It seems that most of us who write have been there.:) But we do keep on. Thank you for your kind comments and for stopping by.
      Léa

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