Welcome to my little corner of the world where I often sit and travel to places that only my imagination can take me. I am a writer of fiction, poetry, and short stories with a little romance on the side. Sit back and relax as the ink drips and the words flow.
The Writer’s Block
And so I struggle to find my home,
Through every alley and street I roam;
A brief stop in the corner café,
Peering out windows . . . foggy and dismal gray.
A cup of coffee awakens the mind
Allowing thoughts to slowly unwind;
A pastry made to fill the urge,
Words unwritten slowly merge.
Across the room as others glare,
My head in hands, as in prayer;
Another sip in hope to unlock,
A writer’s nightmare – the writer’s block.
The whispers travel through my ear,
Some I understand, some unclear;
The words are tangled, make no sense,
Every thought, so intense.
And so I struggled to this home,
Through every alley and street I roamed;
Stopping briefly in this corner café,
Peering out windows; foggy, dismal gray.
And here I take my pen in hand,
Paper wrinkled, dirty with sand.
All my thoughts were once entwined,
So now I write;
Across the pages of your mind.