when the pen runs dry

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WriterDom
WriterDom
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when the pen runs dry
and the call to Muse
is canceled by indifference
the return is slow
each word squeezed of juice

the only way to grasp the magic
is to toll in the stony fields
among the rustic ruins of struggle
hoping the voice returns
and fingers fly to keep pace

WriterDom
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azraeylazraeylalmost 17 years ago
hmm...

this is an interesting look at writers block,(i think) i kept trying to infiltrate the metaphors and find the images your searching for. i like the metaphysical bull, so i thought it was great.

AnonymousAnonymousover 19 years ago
So True

very well put,your pen's a lotless dry than the one I sit here staring at!

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