July 9, 2009

Writer’s Block (First Draft Below)

Momentous things I can’t say.
Curse my apathetic mind!
Yet, I must think of something this day.

Thirteen rhymes, I’ll consult Roget
But he can’t help me when
Momentous things I can’t begin to say!

Poetic skill I dare not feign.
Curse this twisted syntax!
Sadly, I must think of something today.

Do what I may
The rhymes grow sparse. And still
Momentous things I can’t to say.

The end draws near; I feel I’m on my way.
Curse the villanelle!
Yet, I must think of something this day.

With my pen I now lay
down my most important words.
Though momentous things I can’t say,
I thought of something today!