Rubbish

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Writing through writer’s block… Take #347 😉

It’s a bright sunny day
Hardly a cloud in the sky
And yet I’m at a loss for words
And I don’t really know why

There’s plenty of things
I’m sure I could write about
Instead I just sit here
With such rubbish coming out

Many people have told me
To give it a rest
Some say it’s simply
Just a meaningful test

But without determination
How can I ever overcome
Isn’t this the best way
To get out of my slum

This poor keyboard
Has seen better days
And she’s begging me to stop
This foolhardy craze

And yet I’m determined to write
If it’s the last thing I do
Sorry if you’ve gotta suffer with me
Though all of this too

© 2018 Michelle Cook

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