Writer's Block

A reclining figure a redwood table
night bids good day in purple rage
stories untold hang from a cable
sun rays splatter on an empty page

Majestic mountains surround peek
every utterance muffled in case
somber plum flavor of the weak
a piano flutters on the steady bass

Toes a curling breath a short
vacant eyes gaze at ceiling
imagining a mighty fort
without feeling