findingtimetowrite

Thinking, writing, thinking about writing…

Blocked

Word by word they sucked it

void of treasure, dry of sap.

The lotus seed burst not into bloom that year.

Bit by bit they chiselled

away at its proud likeness.

How hurtful, how convenient

when friends hurl friends to oblivion.

 

Clenched, jaw-like,

in a world of its own hating,

we shivered with the knowing,

we struggled with the touch.

The gush has settled down into a mere trickle

and mud is silting oddly the channels of delight.

 

We sigh and add more caustic

as inspiration dies.

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5 thoughts on “Blocked

  1. Sisyphus47 on said:

    Reblogged this on Of Glass & Paper and commented:
    Hurt to oblivion…

  2. Sisyphus47 on said:

    Inspiration won’t die dear friend <3

  3. Gotta love a poem that starts with ‘word by word’!

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