The Wordragle

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THE WORDRAGLE

 

The wordragle struck and rendered me mute

Leaving its victims with words less astute,

Some call it block

But I know better

The wordragle struck

And left me fettered

 

If only it struck at times less intense

Then the symptoms it causes I’d be apt to dispense

As I do all the symptoms

Of things like the flu

But the wordragle struck

And I can’t seem to spew

Any words from my fingers, my mouth or my brain

The incessant attempts drive me insane

The brick in my mind

Doesn’t let words come through

Cuz the Wordragle struck

And left me unglued

 

Well you know what you Wordragle? I know what to do

I’ll write me some research, or a literary review

Something I don’t have to create from the start

It still takes finesse and it still creates art

Then I can lull you to sleep once again

Cuz when the Wordragle strikes

It’s just a matter of when

I can start to write poetry, limericks or prose

Cuz when the Wordragle strikes

You have to fight to compose

 

I’m hooking this up to Josie at Two Shoes In Texas for Two Shoes Tuesday. The cue is “Storm.”  Which is how it feels when you get the dreaded writer’s block and have a storm in your head that you can’t seem to let loose…. I heisted the illustration from

Shel Silverstein because why reinvent the wheel?