Something is not right
My thoughts are hard to come by
Try the best as I might
The pool of ideas froze dry
Curse you dreaded writer's block!
Perhaps it's best not to sulk
The park I went for a walk
Autumn comforts the mind with ease
The fine crackle of leaves and soft breeze
Back home I went for a shock!
Ideas glimmer and work flawless
Lightbulbs flash with bright glow
Time to pen them senseless
On my laptop, typed on free flow
Here it is, posted on my blog!
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