This post has been brought to you by writer’s block, and a lovely evening at an acoustic music session at The Old Anchor. I quite often end up writing here…when I can that is! It’s not for a want of ideas I can assure you. Please let me know what you think and as always, enjoy!
Of Writer’s Block
I want to write of falconry,
And literary critique.
Of mystery cats with stumpy tails,
For ideas I need not seek.
I want to write of new friendships,
And limping down a mountain.
Of adventuring in foreign climes,
I’m a veritable idea fountain.
I wanted to write for the past year,
And would sit with pen in hand.
Of ideas I wasn’t lacking,
But they wouldn’t come out as planned.
I want to keep on writing,
And end this long hiatus.
Of writer’s block no one’s a fan,
It always conspires to frustrate us.
That last verse is being a pain still, but it’s so nice to get something down rather than have a hundred ideas and a hundred blank pages because they won’t transfer.
I know it has been a ridiculously long time since I last posted anything, unfortunately, although I have dozens of ideas, not one is making it to paper. Writers block has hit in the past, but usually wears off eventually, and I’m hoping that this does. But whilst this door is temporarily closed, it seems a new one has opened as I’m starting learning to compose music. Haven’t progressed beyond simple little tunes yet, but wanted to share one of my favourites so this site wasn’t completely dead. I hope to return to poetry one day, and as soon as I do, it will be up here.
As always, please let me know what you think in the comments here or on YouTube, and feel free to share it with people if you wish. I’m still learning (both the instrument and composition) though, so advice is appreciated!
This one is the result of various sightings over the years. When I told one of my friends the title, they were somewhat worried. After they heard it, they were amused and admitted that it wasn’t what they had expected. In a good way. Hope you enjoy it to, please let me know, either in the comments below or through one of the half-dozen other ways of reaching me.
Down at the Roadside Diner,
We’ve all you can eat grass and leaves.
For rabbit, mouse, hare and deer,
But please keep near the hedge or the trees.
Down at the Roadside Diner,
Birds can come fill their crops with grit.
We’ve ants galore for green woodpeckers,
But please do try not to get hit.
Else down at the Roadside Diner,
You’ll get a free pass to our Scavengers’ Buffet.
A regularly replenished and varied spread,
Exclusively for red kite, crow, rook, magpie, jay…
Here at the Roadside Diner,
We’re proud of our all-natural food.
But must apologise for the noisy neighbours,
Their disturbing your meal is so terribly rude.