A WRITER'S LIFE

Sol Finkelman (solthesage@geniepub.com)
Thu, 16 Apr 1998 16:26:22 -0400

A WRITER'S LIFE

An empty page, but pen won't write,
A barren mind, no words will flow;
My frightened brain has taken flight,
The empty page became a foe.

Rebelling at the very thought,
Of black out problems in my life;
The learning I had always sought,
Seems lost in some internal strife.

Ideas take form, then dissipate,
As mem'ry flickers off and on;
My head now seen as useless freight,
All mental processes are gone.

I can't believe that this is me,
Where is that brilliant, cogent mind?
What futile future will there be,
Have I to such a fate resigned?

Sol the Sage

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