durable times like these
strangle all inward pleas
for insight to evoke
or passion to emote
what would be worthy we.
I fail myself, reader,
and lose pride as writer--
I'm pitiful, I grieve--
monkeys' grunts have more voice
than any word of my choice.
This was the first piece of writing I published here at writerscafe.org; it was the feeling I encountered while I searched within myself for something which might produce powerful profundity and was simply and plainly unable.
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A wonderful undertaking to explain just what we as writers feel many times a day I must say - at least for me this rings True. Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha
Oooohhh you wonderfully clothed into words what it feels like to have a head full of the greatest words and not to find those that would fit the empty sheet of paper which stares into your face, and longs for your pen to finaly move.
Every word-addict knows what you are talking about.
This is very well done. Nice poetic touch. I really like it. Thumb up!
Nice job with this! It flows nicely and pulls us readers along... but dEj is right, no matter how hard we try we dont stand a snowballs chance in ---- of pleasing every one that reads our writing! Great Job! Ill be back to pop in on you again!
Very Nice.... but remember that we never will please all, we shall with earnest effort and pleasure please some always, but we never really fail as we discover and reveal each our own genius!
oh man. haven't we been there?? lol definitely. i'm sure many of us here can relate to this... the humor that you added at the end was really well-placed. i love that line, too "i fail my reader" - never really looked at it that way, but how true! i've wondered why sometimes i've felt so helpless, unable to find my voice, and why that bothered me so much. it's not just becuase we can't write ourselves, but also because we DO feel that way - like we're failing the reader, even the reader we don't have. great write. :)