Writer’s Block 2

[Sister Greed]

Midnight Marlboros

And baby blue lighter




Pounding out the prose

On my iPhone typewriter




Dodging cliches

Like a prize bullfighter




Searching for the subject,

The soul igniter




Packing all my punches

For a sexy overnighter




Counting dead poets

Like an insurance underwriter




Welcome to my writer’s block

A real nail biter

[grant hayes]

That's a fine rhyme, Sister Greed; not forced, witty, clever (an assured 'iPhone typewriter' without missing a beat). If this is your writer's block, gods help us when it's flowing!

[Johntee]

Butcher's block,
more like.
Each cleaver cut
shear delight.

[Sister Greed]

Sorry Johntee, comment below.

[Sister Greed]

Thanks Johntee!

[lunar glide]

I always enjoy your provocative style even when writing about writers block!

[Sister Greed]

Thank you for the comment lunar glide. It means a lot to me because being provocative isn’t always a trait people enjoy!