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Post by im2moonbaby on Feb 29, 2004 13:53:16 GMT -5
I stare at the keyboard I stare at the screen Fingers motionless Screen blank and mean
Where is the muse That visits at night The one that gives me The words to write
Am I missing passion Or an angered air Oh these words tonight Just arent going anywhere
I rise from my chair Pace the floor to & fro When out of nowhere I stub my darn toe
Back to the keyboard I hop And begin to type Amazing how pain can unstick The words stuck In the middle of the night
I chose to make light of "lack of insipiration", but my point is, RELAX, dont try to force it and from places least expected shall come true inspiration.
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Post by Joseph Scott Morris on Mar 1, 2004 8:12:54 GMT -5
Debb, Very true, our inspirations are drawn from many things in life.Thanks for sharing your inspirations with us! ;DJoe
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Post by kinger on May 11, 2004 17:51:06 GMT -5
LOL, I love this poem Debb
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Post by Belinda on Aug 26, 2004 21:11:57 GMT -5
Agreed So relevant! ;D
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Post by privatewriterz on Mar 15, 2006 11:20:08 GMT -5
wow thats a really nice poem you made it so realistic and so true
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