Writing PoetryA Poem by Jamie LeeThe joy of writer's blockI watch the
flourescent white window, beaming brightly
beneath a blinking cursor, taunting me to fill
its space with colorful images and
clever metaphors, while I sit like an
invalid staring with my eyes
glazed over until I notice the
single corn-nut residing on my otherwise spotless
white rug and my nostrils flare
at the thought of its grease tainting
my flawless floor, yet inspiration
occurs! I type furiously not
wanting to forget the picture that has
developed in my migraine-ridden,
mangled brain until I realize how
stupid my so-called "inspiration"
sounds as I read it aloud from
the white window, that now as I stare
is much to bright and is irritating me
more than the corn-nut. So I rip free the
charger that filled my mocking laptop with
its haunting glow and grin triumphantly
when it dims to a subtle shadow, not
forgetting the culprit of my initial
irritation, I lunge for the
corn-nut and quickly smash it between my
thumb and forefinger before disposing of
its remains in my overflowing
waste-basket, wishing my creativity was as
bloated as the garbage. © 2010 Jamie LeeFeatured Review
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5 Reviews Added on December 21, 2010 Last Updated on December 21, 2010 AuthorJamie LeeSanta Cruz, CAAboutI'm just a girl trying to make it as a writer. I write what I know, which isn't a lot, but I am learning. 2011 is all about bettering myself as a writer, and I'll be putting every effort into achievin.. more..Writing
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