Writers Block
By Beeme
Wed, 17 Feb 2010
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You're words that don't
rhyme, won't flow and
images that never respond
to gentle persuasion.
You're slipping between
the corridors of life that
tighten as I walk, forcing
unmeasurable pressure
against my body.
One day the fever will
pass but until then I'm
stuck in prison, praying
for liberty.
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A scary way to describe the
A scary way to describe the block, very extreme. I suppose writing is more serious, to us, that we can feel so literally blocked in. Reading this really tensioned me, lovely description though Beeme dear, especially your last 6 lines! K xx
"I will make sense with a few reads \^^/ "
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'You're slipping between the
Permalink Submitted by MistakenMagic on
'You're slipping between
the corridors of life that
tighten as I walk, forcing
unmeasurable pressure
against my body.'
- love this stanza, Beeme! I'm so happy my poem inspired such a wonderful poem from you ;)
Magic xxx
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Hey Beeme, As you well know
Hey Beeme,
As you well know i also get writers block :) really loved the poem really like the last part "I'm stuck in prison, praying for liberty" really strong words! :)
Great poem!
Lennie x
Lennie
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