There are days when <br />everything you see <br />inspires you to write about it, <br />and then there are days <br />you just sit and stare <br />and nothing sparks your imagination. <br />You look around for something, <br />anything <br />to give you a kick-start. <br />The more you look and stare, <br />the more your mind goes bare. <br />You want to shout help from someone, <br />but no one is around. <br />You wonder if all your inspiration <br />has packed its bags and gone. <br />You feel this restless yearning <br />that you want to write, <br />but everything you put down <br />seems so contrite. <br />The more you try <br />the less you get. <br />Everything you do to stimulate your imagination <br />doesn’t help a bit, <br />the more restless you get, <br />and the more miserable you feel. <br />They say that hope spring eternal, <br />I just hope <br />brings my imagination back. <br /> <br />12 April 2008<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-kick-start/
