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Where Have the Words Gone


At a loss for words today

Have no idea what to say

Cup of cappuccino awaits

Hot and frothy, want one mate?

Back to putting pen to paper

Determined to write sooner than later

Looking here, looking there

Drawing a blank, beginning to swear

Where or where has my muse gone

Iโ€™ve not written a thing in so long

Inspiration is needed

Feeling so impeded

The words no longer flow

What do I do, do you know?

ยฉ Susan Zutautas 2019


This poem was written for Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #7.

12 Comments Post a comment
  1. Alexander De #

    The rhythm of this is great – feels like it should have pictures and makes me want to sit cross-legged on the floor while you read and turn the pages. Ok if I bring my coffee along? I mean, do kids drink coffee? Or maybe I’ll just take your cappuccino. ~Z

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    April 2, 2019
  2. What do you do? perhaps write a poem about writers block ๐Ÿ˜€


    April 2, 2019
  3. Great! I know the feeling well. ๐Ÿ˜Š

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    April 2, 2019
  4. Like it. It reminds me of a little rhyme we used to say at school, referring to that well-known phenomenon that hits students sitting exams.
    Brain weak, bum numb, inspiration won’t come.

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    April 2, 2019
  5. Ennle Madresan #

    Just relax your mind…maybe Muse is on a coffee break ๐Ÿ™‚


    April 2, 2019

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