To You, Writer’s Block
He sits there, eyes cringing, as he focuses on the blank paper.
Envy.
At this point in time, perhaps ‘he’ should have written…
It is barren, that mind of his, as it regrets the idea of a taper.
Harry Potter.
The glasses themselves were close to…
Why should he bother with pen and pressed wood?
Magical.
There is no ideal other than that from magic came…
A ‘specific’ drawing board in need of horizons, as if he could.
Inspiration.
Is balance an issue of weight or the absence of…
The bully chooses the boy today and from outside threw a brick.
Structure?
The answer is unique and not like ‘to start,’ but…
It lands near his thoughts; a block two words less than a prick!
‘How to Begin.’
He sits there, eyes cringing, as he focuses on the blank paper.
Envy.
At this point in time, perhaps ‘he’ should have written…
It is barren, that mind of his, as it regrets the idea of a taper.
Harry Potter.
The glasses themselves were close to…
Why should he bother with pen and pressed wood?
Magical.
There is no ideal other than that from magic came…
A ‘specific’ drawing board in need of horizons, as if he could.
Inspiration.
Is balance an issue of weight or the absence of…
The bully chooses the boy today and from outside threw a brick.
Structure?
The answer is unique and not like ‘to start,’ but…
It lands near his thoughts; a block two words less than a prick!
‘How to Begin.’
