Oct 2

The corner of a notepad on a desk with several crumpled pages nearby

A bigger challege, an echo poem. A version I’d not heard before, really. The idea is that you repeat the last syllable or last bit of the line at least. Slant rhyme is acceptable. In clever ones, it creates a call-and-response. Can’t promise much from a first, non-edited try, but here goes…

Creative Block

Sometimes I feel I’ve nothing to do, no rhyme, no stencil.
Pencil.
I grab a pencil and begin to sketch, but it’s a mere doodle.
It’ll do.
The doodle feels purposeless, I’ve no clear path.
Laugh.
A fair mood chases out a blue, that’s true.
Do.
What if I can’t, should I let it lie fallow?
Allow.
What if I’m unsure and it’s a pain to read it?
Edit.
What do I do when I’ve nothing to enter?
Endure.

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5 thoughts on “Oct 2

  1. Forgot to open comments initially. Sorry. I’ll get used to it eventually (or find where I can switch it to default).

    Yes writer’s block is a clichéd topic for writers… but I got the last echo and decided to do it anyway. It’s a far sight better than one of the example poems I saw where a shepherd was trying to get dating advice from echoes. It went poorly.

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