I’m going to write a poem

about not being able to write a poem

that blank white acccuser keeps staring at me

cold and harsh

mocking my lack of emotional interpretation

creative credentials being what they are

an intangible made real by a collection of words written by one

read by many

To be truthful,  I’ve been dumped by the fickle muse

abandoned in mid sentence

during the dropping of a comma

just left there to my own devices

bereft of all clever designs

I am now resigned

to adjust to the empty space between my ears

a dirty smoke stack silence replacing intelligent thought

a jumble of idiot letters

with no meaning beyond the lack of meaning

and one eternal    ————-> ?


Author: valo

I am a poet, writer and activist with a special interest in human rights for children and women as well as the elimination of poverty worldwide. If you read this today, feed someone locally for me will you? Drop off a non perishable food item at the food bank nearest you and consider yourself hugged. Thank you!

26 thoughts on “?”

    1. Thank you Tel, it’s an insufferable profession this writing is. I hate it, I love it, I despise it, I yearn for it, I avoid it and then when I’m settled into it the muse flies out the window. lol

  1. lol, no, look at your greek mythology studies, muses do have names:

    – first ages: Aede (the song, the voice)/Melete (meditation)/Mneme (memory)

    – then later:

    – Calliope ———the beautiful voice
    – Cleo ————–the famous (history)
    – Erato ————-the beloved
    – Euterpe ———-the most joyful (music)
    – Melpomene —–the singer (tragedy)
    – Polymnie ——–the one with so many hymns (rhetoric)
    – Terpsichore —- the charming dancer (dance)

    – Thalie ———— the blooming (comedy)
    – Uranie ———– the celestial (astrology)

    1. Well then, there you go Gilles I’m not Greek, therefore my muse is not confined to any of the usual distillations of name and attribute. :0

  2. Me too. I’m blaming a cold. But you said it alot more eloquently than I can 🙂 I think sometimes we just reach burnout? I like the rhythms in this a lot – it bunny jumps through the frustration but still likes who it is, with a small smile. Very lovely. (Sorry about the flowery review – blame the coldcure 😉 Head fuggy. Ugh.

    1. A cold does screw with the muse, as does a headache so you are off the hook Kiersty 😉 I wish I had a reason but sometimes there is a big nothing. I’m glad you liked this, I thought it would help me lure the muse back but still there is nothing. 😦 There is a huge snow storm outside and I’m hoping the hellish winds blow my mind back over to me. I like flowery, don’t ever underestimate the value of or diss flowery. Now, go rest your fuggy head and get better! HUGS

    1. No doubt Stafford! According the the snow storm raging outside, my very large electric bill and the need to eat, no holiday for me or my bitch of a brain. Sigh.

  3. this is almost like the time i read a blog about writing a blog…what the what?!
    but yes, i get pisseth offeth too when i can’t convey my thoughts…it’s a disease!

    1. It is a disease Ramiel, exactly! It stays dormant and and just when things are humming along…nothing, zilch, nada, zero.

  4. Haha – excellent poem for someone who has writer’s block (the tag made me laugh 🙂 ). I love ‘idiot letters’ – reminds me of Bob Dylan’s ‘Idiot Wind’ – I’ve just always wanted to use idiot as an adjective in a poem – hahaha – and now you have pipped me to the post. This bit is funny and clever:

    ‘To be truthful, I’ve been dumped by the fickle muse
    abandoned in mid sentence
    during the dropping of a comma
    just left there to my own devices
    bereft of all clever designs’

    1. Thank you Gabrielle 🙂 You know me and my tags…I’m just a tag hag lolol Now it’s my Aussie Pal’s turn to utilize the word idiot in a poem! 😉

    1. Thank you goatgirlbookworm 🙂 I’m happy it made you smile. Now if only I could get rid of my blockage I could post a decent poem!

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