Words
I’ve used a million
And that’s quite enough
In my opinion

Yet impulse clings
Urging me on
Even when desire
Has all but gone

Motivation
Just won’t relent
Keeps reminding me
I’m not done yet

And so I get up
And off I go
Waiting for inspiration
To commence the flow

Then wretched time
Steps right in
Stalling the words
Just as they begin

I start to wonder
Will I ever finish
Before my words
Do finally diminish

© 2018 Michelle Cook