Writer's Block [Acrostic]

by Twisted Heart   May 23, 2007


With pen in hand, I sit alone
Regressing thoughts in monotone
Inside my mind sweet letters flow
Though not together do they go
Enter heart, the soul has died
Relenting tears, no place to hide
Such stress released but not by ink

Beneath a mind that's on the blink
Low shudders of a boggled mind
Opaque in hue and tossed by time
Clear now inside, a heart that waits
Kept hidden from the pen and page.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Wallace

    Amazing poem, very deep and meaningful. Excellent choice of words. Keep it up.

  • 17 years ago

    by Alex

    I love your poem, keep up the good work.

    from Alex

  • 17 years ago

    by Lu

    You have hit the nail on the head with this one Auntie!

    With pen in hand, I sit alone
    Regressing thoughts in monotone
    ^^^
    I loved these 2 beginning lines! As soon as I read them I was hooked on your words.
    Awesome write Jeannie

    T.C
    Luanne

  • 17 years ago

    by Cindy

    Jeannie
    I think so many of us can relate to your words.

    Clear now inside, a heart that waits
    Kept hidden from the pen and page.

    These lines are so true.
    Excellent job!
    love Cindy

  • 17 years ago

    by Steven Beesley

    A state that many of us as writers go through from time to time, you have described the feelings very well. Eloquent choice of diction.

    Best regards,

    Steve

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