thea's
wow you people have been very Busy i've only just started my sci fi story but i have a cool idea, here's a short poem and yes i know the klast verse isnt the same meter
Oh lord I’ve lost my touch
My fingers will not draw
I’ve tried my hands at every art
Yet my mind is dry like straw
There is no inspiration
My hand can draw no lines
My pencil will not obey
Though I’ve tried it many times
My soul is longing
But my mind is shut up
My drawing will not form
O lord I’m getting fed up
posted by Thea at 4:23 p.m.
1 Comments:
nice, thea. a flash of inspiration, perhaps? a little ironic... but I really resonate with the feeling you convey here. Teresa
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