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The Writer Block
Poetry is Lullaby
Sweat but rich, good witch's brew
Inexorably tucked inside a writer's pen askew
Sit to write but don't know what
Can I salute this bane?
Inside out of prose again
And tongue tied to a plan
Insecure is trickling down
My left elbow tonight
Right hand scratching, placing, calming
But it isn't worth the fight
Time is mine and all I need to do is follow course
Hear the blue line and range upon the silken word
Fragile drops of dew
And dripping honey do I seek
Cascading verse and lovely verb
Why won't my page appease
"Simmer down you stranger-
In your desolation wrest"
"Find your bed make peace with it
And stand to morning's hearth"
"Brew a cup of company alone a time
"Sleep and sand
You winsome sire
Tell it to your dream's sheik"
"Or perhaps tell his elephants.
You'll wake a wholer fire
If you can't 'light with his caravan
Then call yourself a liar."
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