Blocked
And the cursor’s blinking grows more and more impatient with each second.
Now, imagine this –
you have a list of things to do, deadlines to meet. You shimmy your butt into the familiar dent in your favourite corner of the sofa, open your laptop, take a sip of your coffee and swallow it with a quiet 'ah'.
You’re ready to get writing!
Aaand....blank.
* * *
Vocalcords dry and my tongue is in a knot
On the day I had hoped to get done quite a lot.
Come on! Why now? Why me? Why today?
All of the questions unanswered will stay.
Leave me alone! Get out of my way! Silence. No answer. Still nothing to say.
* * *
This poem was written in response to D.K. Shepard’s Unofficial Vocal Acrostic Challenge.
"Literal Life" category
About the Creator
Cristal S.
I've noticed that when I follow the path I enjoy most, I often end up swimming upstream. So here I am, right in the middle of it – writing about it all and more. ♡
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