I'm sitting at my keyboard, not a pen or pad in sight
Discouraged at the fact I've thought of nothing I could write.
At times it flows so easily as if there's nothing to it
But not this time so here I sit and I'm just gonna do it!
It seems to me impossible, the chances microscopic,
That, in this crazy world, I can't uncover any topic
To spur imagination's flame to light this darkened mind
And open eyes that, at the moment, seem to be quite blind.
There are so many happenings around this troubled earth
There must be something I could use to give a poem birth.
There also are emotions that I carry in my heart
Perhaps there's something in there that would give my poem a start.
Old love affairs, new love affairs, sad love affairs and such
Have all been used so often that it really seems too much.
Some memory from childhood or some lesson I have learned
Could possibly relight where my imagination burned.
I've written poems of happiness, of sadness and regret
I think I've touched on every feeling known to man....and yet
There must be something that I've missed or passed along the way
I can't believe I'm sitting here with nothing left to say!
Well, hang it all! This drives me nuts! I'm chomping at the bit
To write some clever verse or show a little piece of wit
I'm like a sleek Ferrari with the urge to weave and pass
And here I sit beside the road, completely out of gas.
Oh, well, I tried. I'm sorry, all. The well today is dry.
I guess I'll grab a little sleep then give it one more try
Before I go, there's just one little thing i want to say
Don't think that you have heard the last 'cause I'll be back one day!
Author notes
Written June 7th, 2005
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You? Out of words? That is absolutely absurd! I should write something half so clever when I can't come up with a topic. Now myself, my well of ideas has definitely been on the dry side until just recently (as you will note by the long stretch between when I posted anything!). As always, I admire your brilliant rhyming ability, your smooth meter and your clever wit. Another truely fine write.
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I can totally relate to that feeling, I love the rhythm and rhyme in this. Only problem is that you can't rhyme a word with its self. Other than that I find the poem completly true.
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60's had the greatest music ever
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I like it I like It I like the way you run your fingers through my hair... its all about the beauty of a couple who are in love and its a bright happy tune and a male even answers by saying I'm liking it too, the song shows two people being honest about their love for each other's, thats why Its one that seems to keep me believing in love, don't know if you remember it from 60's
another part wHat's that again you're driving me insane kiss me once more that's another thing I like you for etc etc lol
the good days ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh -
balance love it!!!
relate you had me swaying 
that's what mental exercise its all about balance isn't,...
Don't think that you have heard the last 'cause I'll be back one day! I LikE IT I LikE IT
NO fingers through the hair by the way and I am talking about head when the mental is by the way
thank friends how you amazing poets de stress me Love iT
Love And Peace
~Pauline~
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might be past my prime, lassy
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Becky, I dream in iambic only when I'm spending the night at a villanelle! Yes, it's a curse...may it never end .
Thanks, sweet lady
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Montez, I think that's an excellent suggestion. Thank you for that...and the positive comment. I appreciate it...
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Mary Ann!! How great to see your name!! ...and I love your suggestion...what was your address again???
Hugs, old friend
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I am the queen of the lost poetic thought my friend. I know this feeling and it is never good. Still, you have quite aptly and quite poetically shared the loss we feel when our poetry wanders off in search of a tan.
May you find other pursuits ( ie...go get laid) in the interim!
my friend...
Mary Ann -
You will never run out of words, sire, its a blessing (or a curse), you know.. lol! I'm sure you dream in iambic and rhyme. Every piece you write has meaning and is full of truth and wisdom and insight - what a joy to be able to come to your page and get a lesson in life. Oh, this write may not be so much of a lesson in life per se, but it is in a way - showing that words can bring smiles as well as tears, versatility is wonderful, and I think many words fall into your receptive mind! So you have to share them!
Love your stuff, always good, well thought out.
becky
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My Dear Songster, this is absolutely brilliantly written ; lovely flow and rhyme.
Perhaps a better title would have been "Paradox".
Keep it up (if you'll pardon the expression!)
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The well is not dry, it just needs a little priming. And I think for having nothing to say, you still
cast light on a little wordplay!
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