Writer's Block will be the death of me
I swear, it'll come quick and silent
Like a cancer of the creative soul
I wish I could write a poem with this line:
"Dewdrops--the tears of morning" in it
But I don't know what the poem would be about
And maybe "morning" should be "mourning"

I wish I could find eloquent words
To describe simple things:
The sight of sunset;
Daytime giving his sweet goodbye
to all that he loves, loved, and never knew
The smell of a flowerbud;
The faint sweat from fighting through the dirt
Reaching towards the sun
The taste of raindrops;
The brandy Nature drinks
when she is feeling bittersweet
The feeling of an sorrowful embrace;
All emotions both hearts hold
And wish they never held
The invisible scent
that isn't quite family and isn't quite friendship
But the scent of -home-
The scent of a place where you feel at home
When you're not at home

Yes, I wish I had the mind
To write a poem for each of these wistful things
Or a story
A novel
An epic
And each would start with
"Once upon a time"
And never end