5 January 2013
I'm sorry, I know I said I will start a story tonight, but for some reason, it refuse to come to me, so I gotta wait patiently for it, but I came up with a poem about it, and sorry if it's long one and bit off, I'm having bit of difficulty finding a word to start with... Well, I sucks- but that doesn't mean it's off, cause its not! I'm not giving up, I'm a writer, damnit! Oh, if you wondered what's 'hands that waves and flew' and 'flying hands' it refers to sign language, people signing. --------------------
I said I would I would write a story A story that would brings Brings Opussia community Closer, and togetherness Sat in the back seat of a car A car that belong to my mother A car that my girl drove My mother to her appointment A appointment where she meets A doctor who were suppose to Make my mother feel all better
As soon as I pick up My iPhone to start, To start a story A story that would brings Opussia community Closer, and togetherness My attention span Was spazzed out By the moving surrounding
As soon as I pick up My iPhone to start, To start a story A story that would brings Opussia community Closer, and togetherness Hands that waved and flew Stole my attention
As soon as I pick up My iPhone to start To start a story A story that would brings Opussia community Closer, and togetherness The feeling of the car The car slowing down The car pulling in Caught my attention
As soon as I pick up My iPhone to start To start a story that would brings Opussia community Closer, and togetherness I gave it a sighs As I said, quietly I will have to start you later
Time went by, I silently promised I will type you later Tonight, yes, Tonight, I promised
As time went by Some more time went by, Finally, tonight came I sat myself down on couch Next to my girl In our own apartment That I share with my girl Where the feeling of movement Where the flying hands Where the movement of surrounding Are none, finally
As soon as I pick up My iPhone, I finally Opened my rhymebook app Finally, I thought silently Now, only if I could start
As soon as I started Started the story The story that would brings Opussia community Closer, and togetherness I stare at blank screen As it peered into my soul And saw nothing
Nothing would come out Not even teensy weensy little word A word that would Get me started Get me going, A writer block I muttered, disappointed I stared back at the blank screen I will have to type you later I'm sorry,
No, No, I said no, No, I am NOT sorry I promised, I promised I will Start you, sadly It's matter of time Time, I will have to wait Wait for a single word To come to me, freely and ready And when you are ready, I will be here, and there And over there, anywhere. That's right, I will be there Wherever you are, I will be there, all ready All I just need is A single word
Writer Block • Opuss № I