Beginnings

Well, a new blog, a blank page, a new beginning.... so where to start? Feeling a bit woozy today as I was up late last night but at least its a bank holiday!

I thought I'd share with you a piece of writing I wrote a little while ago when I was struggling to think of something to write.

Writers Block

I sit here and listen to those all around,
Whose words captivate, completely profound.
A profusion of prose all written and rounded,
Like nothing before has ever been sounded.
And yet in my corner no words outpour
Feels like I’ve never done this before.

Some years ago my family I astounded,
The long-standing critics I completely confounded.
I passed my ‘A’ levels with a ‘B’,
Then went on to complete an Honours Degree.
Rich words were tucked under my belt
Enough to write prose till the arctic melt.

Strange it is then, that I find,
No words at all spring to mind.
Yet when I glance down at the paper,
My mind has been on its own jolly caper.
A complete poem has simply appeared
No block for me, as I’d long feared.

So... let me know what you think, polite answers only. I'm off out now to do some shopping for a birthday pressie and enjoy the remainder of the Bank Holiday which looks to be quite sunny out there.