Do you remember "the days of writing" that used to be but every now and then you experience that occasional dry spell?
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I feel as though I’ve lost a friend
when nothing comes to mind.
Are my days of writing at an end
when no words to write I find ?
Looking back on seasons past
there was hardly a day went by
when thoughts would flow from my mind so fast,
but not now, and I can only sigh.
I long for the days I knew before
when writing came with such ease.
Every poem finished left me wanting to write more,
and now to struggle is such a tease.
Things can only get better from here
for I’ve seen “dry times” in the past.
What I shall write will yet again become clear
for these dry times can never last.
March 17th, 2010 at 2:22 pm
Writing is like crying,
Laughing,
Sexing too
No one can forget
For the tears of joy flow,
When tears of sorrow evaporate,
Then you know
That love alone does flow
And words of ecstasy only
Come and go.
Then how the slow time passes by
Heaven only knows
Heaven only knows
Heaven only knows
March 18th, 2010 at 3:39 am
Wow..I really hope to have those feelings someday..!! well expressed feelings about a passionate writer.
March 19th, 2010 at 5:44 am
A great restart, lovely write up.
March 20th, 2010 at 10:04 am
nice!
July 26th, 2010 at 1:13 am
this was a nice pleasure to read
August 6th, 2010 at 12:01 pm
Very true, every writer can always experience this writer’s block but when it feels like flowing…it really perk us up. Btw…I couldn’t make it possible to comment about your photography. Amazingly good shots, I remember when I was in Japan I was awed to take pictures also of the skies there. Yours are indeed very nice.