Posted by: Frederick Cornwell Sanders | 2013/09/23

Poetry: Waiting

 

Waiting inspiration…

Waiting for energy to drive my mentality.

Waiting brilliance…

Oh, what is the use.

Just write about the common stuff.

Feebly each word hurdles into place

Like a stone making a free fall.

It is not divine,

But petty, selfish, and crude

Attention.

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