So, what is writer’s block?

Do you remember that time
when his little finger grazed your wrist,
amidst the whispered conversation,
steady eye contact, and
lip gazing?
How you stuttered on the next word,
fumbled between your thoughts,
trying to forget the shiver
running up your spine, like
a dew drop on the foggy window?
You just could not remember
what you had to say next.

Do you remember that cliff,
the “What if you fly” split seconds,
the hopes for a wonderland,
an escape from this cruel world,
at the bottom of the fall?
You wanted to shout out to the mountains,
and hear them talk in response,
for they really were the best listeners.
You opened your mouth,
but no words came out,
what did you have to say?

Do you remember that stage,
your first audience,
all those gawking eyes,
on your dried lips,
and anxious eyes.
Your heart beating so loud,
the mic would’ve probably caught it ,
had you not held it high enough.
Do you remember the struggle,
to remember just the first damn word?

It’s almost like that.
But don’t worry,
I don’t believe in a dam being strong enough
to hold back the tsunami of my words.
I don’t believe in writer’s block.


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26 Comments

  1. evoking and thought-provoking. i think of writer’s “block” as not so much of a block but a dam actually, a writers “dam” breaking, the inundating infinite creativity, every potential word and storyline flowing— up to us to define the water’s path. amazing job thanks for sharing

  2. I remember the first time I sang onstage, completely obsessed with the fears of forgetting every single word. Ugh! Now I worry when my son plays his piano at a recital, worried that he’ll forget all of the notes. Old habits…hope they’re not contagious!

  3. This phrase is stunning “You wanted to shout out to the mountains,
    and hear them talk in response,
    for they really were the best listeners”
    I enjoyed your post, thank you.

  4. That was amazing. Sometimes you do forget the “first damn word” but as you remember it, there is no stopping you. Then it is definitely a tsunami of words and thoughts.👍👍

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