A Writer's Dilemma

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: September 19, 2018

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I have written a word or two,

But most of my words are stuck in glue-

The glue of my mind that sticks to my fingers,

And I find I can't write, there's a feeling that lingers.

A feeling of dread, mediocrity and fear,

For who am I to write when so many were here?

Here on the Earth full of talent and fire,

"Who am I to join them?" I can't help but inquire.

With Shakespeare and Doyle and Austen and Twain,

Who would read Cheatham, whose words are too plain?

Yet, here I sit, fingers poised at the ready,

Typing the words as they come, though unsteady.

For writers can't choose if they are one or not,

Words demand our attention whether tittle or jot.

So Cheatham will write, no matter who reads,

It's not about Lewis or Bronte or Lee.

A writer is called to his stories and words

The same way a shepherd is called to his herds.

Whittier told us the saddest of pen,

And I can't sit by with "what might have been."

So I'll fight past the feeling of dread and of fear,

And write for myself, and whoever will hear.


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