Writers Block Ii Poem by James Timothy Jarrett
Writers Block Ii
My muse has tripped
And fallen
Down the stairs
She hit her eye
On the doorknob
And now wears
Dark glasses
That cover the shame
Of her silence
And shield her
From the stares
I can't sleep at night
Listening for creeping feet
For she too
Is Irish in her soul
Friday, December 19, 2025
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