I awoke with enthusiasm, anxious for the previous two weeks of solid, constructive writing days to continue. They didn’t.
“Just write something, anything…” is the advice proclaimed to break out of what is referred to as writer’s block. I struggled to comply with said guidance, but soon realized I had jumbled words no one would want to read, a meandering story no one could follow, and characters flatter than…well, you get the idea.
In frustration, and with an eye on a hot cup of coffee and a long nap in my recliner, I typed the final line of a torturous page of useless prose: I cannot write today.
That’s when this poem came to me, a quick bit of composition, but writing all the same. Irony, too, I suppose. Some may argue it merely confirms “I cannot write today” but I present it anyway.
“I Cannot Write Today”
I cannot write today.
Procrastination’s forces have their way;
Deferment,
Postponement, and
Delay.
I cannot write today.
Creative abilities once held sway;
Influence,
Mastery, and
Command.
I cannot write today.
Progress corralled, kept at bay;
Captured,
Held, and
Caged.
I cannot write today.
It is with sadness, therefore, I must say:
I’m adjourning until another day.
Ah, those words have really resonated with me, Jack. At least it inspired you write some poetry. 🙂
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Thank you, Jean!
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Perfect. Perfect. I love the thought and the effort of not writing.
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Ha! Thank you, Nancy. Hope your day is going well.
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The important thing is that you’re going to come back “another day.”
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Good point. Thanks, Mike.
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Ha, I hop your block doesn’t last as long as mine has. Four years now and every attempt thwarted. Maybe I should have paid the ransom after all?
Hugs Jack
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Ha, ha! Four years? Oh, just shoot me now, David. Hope your writing recovers; although, I must say your blog writing is prolific and interesting. Thanks for the post.
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You did write today.
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Yes! Thanks, Ibeth1950.
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Well I like it, Jack. Although I’m sad you couldn’t write today. Although clearly you did. Just it wasn’t what you actually wanted to write. But you know, your muse knows best, and sometimes you just have to accept that. A walk in beautiful nature usually helps me. Hope you have a more productive day tomorrow. 😊
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You are right, of course, about my muse, Ali. If the weather had been better I could have taken a walk around the lake instead of sitting at the keyboard getting frustrated. But…oh, well. 🙂 Good to hear from you, Ali.
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Very clever. I trust you broke the block and can write the following day with gusto. Writing a poem is the perfect way to start and end the day.
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Yes, back to writing. Thank you, Velda. Hope all is well with you. Appreciate your post!
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Beautiful truths spilling from the insides whatever they are, let them rain… 😊💐
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So true. Thank you, enchantment9!
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I liked that, Jack. Bravo. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Thanks! 🙂
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🙂 —- Suzanne
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I thought I’d already commiserated with you on this, Jack, but it must have been on Goodreads! I love the way you’ve expressed your feelings in the poem, the repeat of that single line being very effective. Keep smiling – and, hopefully, writing. 🙂
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Thank you, milliethom!
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And yet you did write! Great poem that I bet lots of writers can relate to.
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Thank you, D.! Appreciate that and your posts.
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