Jumping Bouncing Words

~ Frank Solanki

I’m trying to write a poem
But words are off the track
I’m running around after them
But they aren’t coming back
They’re all over the house
But on this blank page
Jumping bouncing everywhere
To avoid the dreaded cage
I won’t be able to write again
They’re a nuisance, a maniac
I’d have to find a new job
Oh wait they’re coming back

Published by Frank Solanki

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68 thoughts on “Jumping Bouncing Words”

      1. Sometimes poems and I are not on friendly terms –

        The Terror of the Empty Page

        I stare at the empty page
        and the page stares back at me.
        We are not friends.
        It tells me my thoughts are worthless.
        Nobody wants to hear what I have to say.
        That thought saps the power from my pen.
        My pen becomes heavy and slow
        and untalkative.
        I push through that feeling of inadequacy by
        writing my thoughts down, no matter
        how silly or weird.
        Maybe someone else understands the
        quicksand feeling of wanting to do something
        but feeling that it is impossible.
        I share that feeling and understand.
        If I don’t move forward, I stay in the same spot.

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  34. A job?

    Quick, get them on the page.

    “The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit
    Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
    Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.”

    Omar Khayyám

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