Envying Ted Hughes

April 16, 2009
By Jamesbarry BRONZE, Aldershot, Other
Jamesbarry BRONZE, Aldershot, Other
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I have nothing to write about
Save this damned frustration,
If Ted’s thought fox were mine!
Out such jealousy, it is my life
That lacks the happenings I seek.
For unlike great poets I cannot
Lose myself in lust for foreign substance;

I cannot inspire myself
To take alien guises
Come inspiration!
World happen to me,
Occur in ways I can relate to.
Writers’ block? I’m more like a rock
That’s stuck fast in stagnant pool.

World flood me with torrents,
Tumultuous currents
Erode me, my grimy shell
And wash me, dispersing my sediments
To the outermost reaches of
My subconscious.

“And there I shall sweep,
By day and in sleep,
Through rivers of thought
Both shallow and deep.”
I feel like a drink.

The author's comments:
Wrote it as it happened...

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on Aug. 8 2010 at 5:43 pm
Jamesbarry BRONZE, Aldershot, Other
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Of course :)

on Aug. 8 2010 at 4:39 pm
maggiebar1 GOLD, Valparaiso, Indiana
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haha youre welcome. i just joined and am waiting for my work to be approved and what not but would you mind looking at my work too? Id love to have u critique on my details.  haha=)

on Aug. 8 2010 at 11:31 am
Jamesbarry BRONZE, Aldershot, Other
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Ha I'd forgotten about these!

Thanks for all your comments, they were lovely x


maggiebar1 said...
on Aug. 8 2010 at 9:43 am
Thank you so much for writing this poem! I love it! It describes exactly what I feel like whenever I stumble into writer's block. You can't write about things you don't know, it just doesn't work. Keep up the poetry like this, it was great! You have a great use of vocabulary too.


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