Ugh nothing.
I sit staring at the blank page
wracking my brain
trying to find words
trying to find stories
trying to find my creativity
elusive
eluding me as I reach out
wisps
tendrils of smoke
ease
creep along skin
pebbled
pocked with dimples
chilled
blink
blink
blink
the cursor
taunting me
fool
thinking that you could write
that others would read
the words you put forth
even as fingers do fly
putting to lie
those nasty voices
of Writer’s Blockage.
©Feb. 15/21
Picture is my own
The Wonderful and Wacky World of One Single Mom 
I like this a lot, this is me right now. Got no words, well that’s not true, I have them they are just coming out boring and mundane.
This too shall pass lil sis xxx
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Ugh, it’s the worst! But not many artists could take something as infuriating as writers block and turn it into a poem that others resonate with. You’ve got that going for you!! 🙌
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Thank you so much. Even writing it I had to stop and watch that damn cursor blink blink blink lol have an awesome day 🤗
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Lol. I know the feeling. Thank you, you too!
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