Writer's BlockA Poem by C. Harter AmosHow easily my words came Bean-sprouting from my brain
They river-flow with smooth agility over rocks, Passing fish in the rapids as they go Pressing against the spider webs of mental blocks Or unmoving, stand with word-weapons drawn, With foolish demonstrations Of angst or love Needing to say what I feel Like a sensation-word junky, A would be fantasy fool, My sanity hiding in a corner and near-never intact. © 2008 C. Harter AmosFeatured Review
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18 Reviews Added on February 7, 2008 AuthorC. Harter AmosLexington, SCAboutBorn in the swamps of the South Carolina Low Country. Brought up on the Classics with a great deal of emphasis on music. I spent about six years at the University of South Carolina in Columbia soakin.. more..Writing
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