A Writer’s Poem

I don’t know why, but I feel a sudden need to write a poem and this is as good a place to present it as any. Enjoy. 🙂

A Writer’s Poem

I sit
Alone with my thoughts
My mind aches to tell the tale
But my soul is restless for action

My coffee goes cold
My cigarette goes out
Random sounds grab my attention
The Blank Page beckons and mocks

I force the world into a corner box
Hunkering down for the melee
For this is work that must be done
This, of course, is Writing Day

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