Poetry

Please Not Today (#349)

Today I don’t feel like writing,
Every ounce of me is fighting,
Churn out a poem? I’m sure I could,
Heck, even guilt is saying I should,
But it boils down to wanting a break,
Just a short sabbatical that I can take,
I knew this day was forthcoming,
In the distance, I heard its drumming,
Writing daily has taken its toll,
That constant pulling against the soul,
Writing flows through my blood,
But I feel like I’m drowning in the flood,
I’m quickly becoming less inspired,
My muse and I are both very tired,
I don’t enjoy burning out from writing,
A break really does sound inviting,

Any Thoughts?

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