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The Reluctant Muse

Words
concealed
by shadows
remain foggy
in this poet’s brain.
I fail to capture them.
Motionless, they only stare,
like that deer caught in the headlights
stiffening from both its shock and fear,
then retreat back into their hiding place.

© Susan Schoeffield

It’s cathartic to write about your lack of inspiration when you don’t feel particularly inspired.

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