I want to be creative.

But I am stumped

I want to write all those many ideas inside my head,

But I meet that dreaded devil resistance

I want to create magic with verse

But I just can’t seem to find that one magical spell to release it from inside my keepsake.

My muse, please help me!

Let me ponder with you a minute in time, an hour or two perhaps would suffice, to delve into the inner sanctum and the wondering that secrets itself there. To let it see the light, stretch its arms and wriggle free of the insecurity that inhibits me. Resistance, you devil, be gone I say. Let my mind wander free.

I’ll just get me another cup of coffee…