I tore the pages
And threw them out the window.
Who would ever want to read this mess?
So many words of wisdom
Just out of reach
Evading, in fingertip duress.
Step back and take solace
All is not lost.
From time to time we all weep.
Then pick up the pace
In a fingertipped race
Putting words on the pages ā then sleep!
That’s the writing process, all right!!
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Hahaha… No doubt! I can’t even imagine what dedicated writers deal with on a daily basis!
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How relatable!š
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This sounds like a poem inscribed on most writers’ hearts!
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Yes! I’ve heard this sentiment repeated a few times. Thank you for stopping by! ;-)))
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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You’re the best!!! ;-)))
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