No Inspiration Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

No Inspiration

Rating: 5.0


Nothing to inspire;
Expectancy
With no fruit,
A blank page
Waits.
Something easily
Distracts,
And all is lost.
The moment passes;
An unrealized work dies.
Such are the little deaths.

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