Blinking, urging, impatience,
it mocks while it insists.
I stare trying to find
the words to satisfy
its annoying persistence,
but thoughts grow silent.
The page becomes a neon sign
flashing my failure to create.
With grumbled swearing
I slam the lid on the cursor’s contempt
and walk away from its assiduous demands.
©Susie Clevenger 2011
http://gooseberrygoespoetic.blogspot.com/
http://gooseberrygoespoetic.blogspot.com/
Comments
Muse was not totally missing.
Tomorrow is another day.
http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/09/19/fragile-cloth-2/
you are such a cool talent.