Boredom
Define the state of mind
When your brain cells are dead
When all you have is lame
Ideas that come and go
Never to be done
Nor to be tried in
Boredom
Know the limits of your art
When bounded by your pen
When all of words and song
You hear are neither fun
Nor ever dull
To burst through
Boredom
Illogical term to say
When interest fades away
When choices overwhelm
Inactivity we might wish
To never loose
Nor ever choose
Boredom
I loved this post. Very profound.
RépondreSupprimerLisa
InspiredbyLisa
I liked the composition here with "boredom" as a refrain throughout. This piece can speak to all levels but it definitely speaks to artists in block, desperately wanting it all to just work out. Much enjoyed ~ Rose
RépondreSupprimeryour blog title...I LOVE IT :)
RépondreSupprimerparadox huh! lol I get it, lol
Enjoy the potluck!
http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/2011/05/25/the-night-of-the-teardrops/
smart thoughts.
RépondreSupprimerwell put.
Happy Potluck.
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thank you all newcomers to my blog :)
RépondreSupprimeri wrote this piece while sitting in class, bored but yes "croscribed" it might be describing the artist syndrom
Thought-provoking. Well-written and you definitely captured the frustration of boredom
RépondreSupprimerBoredom....Hmmm....La paresse....Inspired by Baudelaire by any chance? This reminded me strongly of his poetry.Lovely words
RépondreSupprimer@ jay
RépondreSupprimerI happen to be amoureuse of Baudelaire but was miles away when i wrote this