Words Fail Me! ! ! Poem by Dawn Ferrett

Words Fail Me! ! !



I'm waiting for a spark of inspiration
To set my willing hands to tapping keys,
But all I feel is anger and frustration.
I might as well be typing in Chinese.

I've been here hours and still I have no inkling
How to pull the words out of my head.
The stars outside my room are softly twinkling,
And soon I'll have to drag myself to bed.

I cannot seem to form the simplest phrasing,
Let alone the tempo and the rhyme.
I think I might as well try crystal-gazing!
It all seems such a total waste of time!

Oh, well! I'll just give up and go to sleep now.
My pillow calls and I cannot oppose.
Sleep's soothing hand feels cool upon my fevered brow,
And there's nothing more to do now but...repose!

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This very tongue-in-cheek verse came to me out of the blue when I couldn't think of anything to write. I just started typing about how it feels to suffer a mental block!
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valerie Dohren 25 April 2012

Well, for someone short of inspiration, this is a pretty neat effort. Well done.

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Dawn Ferrett

Dawn Ferrett

Portsmouth, Hampshire
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