Long Poems About Writers Block
#WritersBlock
crucibelle
Amelie Flora
Amelie Flora
Poem Published
25th Jul 2022 3:47pm
25th Jul 2022 3:47pm
frantic writing on a writers block
Writers block will spin me off, repeating sequences, all clouds and ghosts, fear that I’ll loose my bounce.
My psyche largely serene. And I get panicky. Start spitting such randomness because my thoughts make no sense.
Afraid of absence.
Of there being nothing at all. How to describe that blankness.
Everything around my starts to scream in its hardness and physical reality, tells me there is nothing more, until perhaps I forget.
In focus, my mind ticks on in time, and everything continues.
The line of my metal desk leg so straight. The tap of the keys. Sounds...
My psyche largely serene. And I get panicky. Start spitting such randomness because my thoughts make no sense.
Afraid of absence.
Of there being nothing at all. How to describe that blankness.
Everything around my starts to scream in its hardness and physical reality, tells me there is nothing more, until perhaps I forget.
In focus, my mind ticks on in time, and everything continues.
The line of my metal desk leg so straight. The tap of the keys. Sounds...
#inspirational
#WritersBlock
#MentalHealth
#frustration
#boredom
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2022 3:45am
2nd Jun 2022 3:45am
NEW BORN SUN BEAM SONGS (June 1st, 2022, 5:30am, Palm Springs, California)
sweet
flinging flaming
fiery tongues
of cosmic
sun beam songs
unheard
unsung
by all ears here
except
my own
yet felt as well
vibrationally singing
throughout
my skin
my blood and bones
into my hands
sweet
three digited
finger hold
around onto
and on throughout
this manic pens
quietly channelled
free release
of mystically rooted
flowing inks ...
flinging flaming
fiery tongues
of cosmic
sun beam songs
unheard
unsung
by all ears here
except
my own
yet felt as well
vibrationally singing
throughout
my skin
my blood and bones
into my hands
sweet
three digited
finger hold
around onto
and on throughout
this manic pens
quietly channelled
free release
of mystically rooted
flowing inks ...
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#reading
270 reads
2 Comments
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
5th Mar 2022 00:04am
5th Mar 2022 00:04am
EVEN LESS (Palm Springs, California)
i suspect
i must take
some deep measure
of pleasure
in my need
to play
so freely
with words
to such excess
as i have
for so many
years
yet in my
blind wake
i sometimes
still sense
feel see
doubt or fear
that perhaps
im leaving
too little
behind
in what
im really trying
to more clearly
express ...
i must take
some deep measure
of pleasure
in my need
to play
so freely
with words
to such excess
as i have
for so many
years
yet in my
blind wake
i sometimes
still sense
feel see
doubt or fear
that perhaps
im leaving
too little
behind
in what
im really trying
to more clearly
express ...
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
304 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
11th Jan 2022 6:26pm
11th Jan 2022 6:26pm
papier-mâché
the struggles of a poem rising
"Courage is feeling your soul go through a paper shredder and knowing
that the paper mâché that God will build out of your scraps will be more
beautiful than what you had before." Author unknown
this poem:
bits and pieces
of my wry vernacular;
intuitive words
worn torn in half
to fit the circumstances
...
"Courage is feeling your soul go through a paper shredder and knowing
that the paper mâché that God will build out of your scraps will be more
beautiful than what you had before." Author unknown
this poem:
bits and pieces
of my wry vernacular;
intuitive words
worn torn in half
to fit the circumstances
...
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
399 reads
3 Comments
rainy_day13
Poem Published
14th Sep 2021 5:42am
14th Sep 2021 5:42am
In Dreams
her eyes like miles
entice me more
than her smile
which, I also adore
her artistic mind
& innocent eyes
show me her
essence is pure
under her long hair,
I see an honest face
kind ideas to share
and a mind in a race
what a honor her
signs of interest are
I hope she sees this
as chance chemistry
like two birds, we'll
escape the blank...
entice me more
than her smile
which, I also adore
her artistic mind
& innocent eyes
show me her
essence is pure
under her long hair,
I see an honest face
kind ideas to share
and a mind in a race
what a honor her
signs of interest are
I hope she sees this
as chance chemistry
like two birds, we'll
escape the blank...
#WritersBlock
#collaboration
#inspirational
#rhyming
#honesty
1143 reads
46 Comments
javalini
Poem Published
29th Aug 2021 7:20pm
29th Aug 2021 7:20pm
HEY, BABY...IT AIN'T YOU, IT'S ME
I remember feeling so free when I came to DUP.
I'd write a little something, throw it out there, and folks would "like" it or even comment , or at least read it.
Of course, I'd work hard on whatever it was.
Over edit, probably.
Worry over every word and phrase.
That part hasn't changed. It always amazed me that some people just seemed to text their poetry -- just write it on the fly and put it out there, typos and all.
The thing is, it was a boring hassle trying to get poetry published in one of those obscure online so-called magazines, and if one succeeded,...
I'd write a little something, throw it out there, and folks would "like" it or even comment , or at least read it.
Of course, I'd work hard on whatever it was.
Over edit, probably.
Worry over every word and phrase.
That part hasn't changed. It always amazed me that some people just seemed to text their poetry -- just write it on the fly and put it out there, typos and all.
The thing is, it was a boring hassle trying to get poetry published in one of those obscure online so-called magazines, and if one succeeded,...
#confessional
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
370 reads
8 Comments
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
17th Aug 2021 2:16am
17th Aug 2021 2:16am
WHAT STIMULUS OF HEART (5-19-2009, 7:10pm, Palm Springs, California)
what stimulus
of conscious heart
of darkened minds
own stained thoughts
brings forth
all that
which comes
before me
now
what stimulus
of joy
or pain
of loss
or gain
of life
and light
of love
and hate
of day
and night
of earth
of moon
of sun
and stars
stimulates to
re inspire
each soul
the most
or at
least enough...
of conscious heart
of darkened minds
own stained thoughts
brings forth
all that
which comes
before me
now
what stimulus
of joy
or pain
of loss
or gain
of life
and light
of love
and hate
of day
and night
of earth
of moon
of sun
and stars
stimulates to
re inspire
each soul
the most
or at
least enough...
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #passion
#WritingPoetry #passion
304 reads
4 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
6th Jun 2021 7:19am
6th Jun 2021 7:19am
Uninspired
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
386 reads
6 Comments
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2021 4:38am
23rd Jan 2021 4:38am
SWEET RELEASE IN FREEING FORM (1-17-2010, 9:00pm, Palm Springs, California)
in expressing myself
through feelings
born into
written thoughts
given form
through words
congealed
into
manifested expression
as potential
new poems
i wonder
aloud
to myself
at times
if its perhaps
an early
symptomatic
warning sign
of aphasia
coming on
for i struggle
and feel challenged
sometimes
when the focus
or flow state
of my
inner muse
gets suddenly interrupted
unexpectedly
distracted
or temporarily...
through feelings
born into
written thoughts
given form
through words
congealed
into
manifested expression
as potential
new poems
i wonder
aloud
to myself
at times
if its perhaps
an early
symptomatic
warning sign
of aphasia
coming on
for i struggle
and feel challenged
sometimes
when the focus
or flow state
of my
inner muse
gets suddenly interrupted
unexpectedly
distracted
or temporarily...
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
285 reads
4 Comments
BigVirge
Big Virge
Big Virge
Poem Published
18th Sep 2020 2:38am
18th Sep 2020 2:38am
"Writers' Block" ... A Poem written by Big Virge 12/4/2005
I'm Interested In ...
This Thing ... " Writers' Block " ...
But Let Me Just STRESS ...
This Thing I AIN'T Got ... !!!
I'm intrigued By This View ...
If You're In ... Writers Shoes ...
This Writers' Block PROBLEM ...
Could ... Happen To You ... !!!
This May Be Because ...
What You Write ISN'T True ... !!!
I'm NOT Having A Pop ...
But Feel Somewhat Confused ... ???
How Come ... Journalists ...
DON'T Get Writers' Block TOO ... !?!
Cos' They CLAIM To Write...
This Thing ... " Writers' Block " ...
But Let Me Just STRESS ...
This Thing I AIN'T Got ... !!!
I'm intrigued By This View ...
If You're In ... Writers Shoes ...
This Writers' Block PROBLEM ...
Could ... Happen To You ... !!!
This May Be Because ...
What You Write ISN'T True ... !!!
I'm NOT Having A Pop ...
But Feel Somewhat Confused ... ???
How Come ... Journalists ...
DON'T Get Writers' Block TOO ... !?!
Cos' They CLAIM To Write...
#motivational
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#denial
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ManorMyth
Man_Or_Myth
Man_Or_Myth
Poem Published
25th May 2020 8:44am
25th May 2020 8:44am
Non existent existence
How can I call this an existence without you near me.
Never knowing the gentle caress of your touch across my face
Never having the chance to hold you in a loving embrace.
Has my heart racing from just the thought,
Of you and I being worlds apart.
Yet, growing closer from your looks and words
That quietly penetrate my mind day in and day out.
But still loud enough to force it’s way pass this impenetrable wall placed around my heart.
How can I call this an existence
Knowing that the days seem longer...
Never knowing the gentle caress of your touch across my face
Never having the chance to hold you in a loving embrace.
Has my heart racing from just the thought,
Of you and I being worlds apart.
Yet, growing closer from your looks and words
That quietly penetrate my mind day in and day out.
But still loud enough to force it’s way pass this impenetrable wall placed around my heart.
How can I call this an existence
Knowing that the days seem longer...
#love
#WritersBlock
#LongDistanceRelationship
#crush
#passion
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0 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
4th Jan 2020 10:27pm
4th Jan 2020 10:27pm
Behind Eyes That Hide Their Own Irises
words slow
to a trickle
from my empty,
tired head;
fingers grip this pen
like some kind of sense
can be forced
from it,
but I know better
c’mon, give me something
spilling for therapy
gets the best of me,
makes you think
you can know who I am,
like you can decipher
what I’m made of
deeper, behind eyes
that hide
their own irises;
trust me you won’t
though
not unless I let you;
these rough facets
exposed on paper
are only the...
to a trickle
from my empty,
tired head;
fingers grip this pen
like some kind of sense
can be forced
from it,
but I know better
c’mon, give me something
spilling for therapy
gets the best of me,
makes you think
you can know who I am,
like you can decipher
what I’m made of
deeper, behind eyes
that hide
their own irises;
trust me you won’t
though
not unless I let you;
these rough facets
exposed on paper
are only the...
#confessional
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
327 reads
12 Comments
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