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Poem: Spinning My Wheels

Poetry By: Mike Stevens

Brain Freeze!

Submitted:Nov 21, 2011    Reads: 25    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   

Spinning My Wheels

Sitting here staring at this blank computer screen

Trying to think of something to write, maybe you know what I mean?

Some days the well of ideas flows, others' not so much

Some days are easy, and some seem like such

a hard slog; this is one of the latter

My brain doesn't seem to work; what the hell's the matter?

I try to think, but I'm just spinning my wheels

Now I know how the soothsayer feels,

when he can't see any visions, it's not a pleasant feeling

Only it's not that kind of vision I'm after

I usually see with my imagination, but I sit here, and stare at the rafters,

trying in desperation to come up with any old thought,

but I've got nothing; a good idea day, it is not

I start and stop; discarding everything I write

You'd think I'd learn not to have this fight

But learning's not for me I guess, still I'll struggle on

I thought I just had an idea, but now it's long gone


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