Blocked Artery


poetry rolling around in my head
trying to pull from what’s not been said…
        frustration watching the cursor blink
                                               its steady wink
                                                    because ink  
                                       couldn’t find a vein
                                         to bleed on paper

                        ©Susie Clevenger 2019

              Real Toads ~ Finding a Moment

Comments

Sherry Blue Sky said…
Oh this is awesome. That blinking cursor can be annoying. Smiles.
February 8, 2019 at 1:24 PM
Outlawyer said…
Ha! What is human/organic and what is machine is so mixed up here in the blinking cursor and bleeding ink and very charming. Hope all is well, Susie. I have left FB for a bit so especially nice to see you here!, k.
February 8, 2019 at 6:35 PM
Old Egg said…
Ah the poets dilemma of having an idea but not finding the right words and we don't need to be goaded by a b....y light!
February 9, 2019 at 12:35 AM
Brendan said…
A true metaphor. Unkindled inspiration are the plaque in poems!
February 9, 2019 at 3:40 AM
Melanie said…
I know that feeling all to well.
February 20, 2019 at 5:05 PM
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