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Inspiration

1.      Inspiration

With my pen

Tapping a rhythm on my teeth

Sounds better than it feels.

Clicking the nib of my pen

In and out, In and out

Slightly annoying

But, oddly, very satisfying

 

Those damn Beavers

They have blocked the flow

Words and rhymes have all dried up.

Staring, unseeing, out the window

Spinning around on my swivel-chair

Which, whilst childish

Is also, oddly, very satisfying

 

Looking all around me

I know the inspiration

Must be surrounding me.

The right word or rhyme is out there somewhere

Maybe they’re hiding behind the bed

But not under it

‘Cos that’s where the monsters live

 

Radio on, Radio off

I’m too edgy to listen properly

But could do with a distraction.

To punctuate the silence

Unlock my dormant brain cells

And please, please, please

Give me that damn next line

 

Staring vacantly upwards

Grasping for the syntax

That will make this a classic

Scratch my head, pick my nose

But realise that all I have achieved

Is the sad knowledge

That the ceiling lampshade needs a clean.

Fun

◄ I Wish

Shopping and When I've Gone ►

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