‘' Always Write Them Down ‘' Poem by Bri Mar

The words are twisting,
My mind is misting,
I think I'm now in shock,
My brain's insisting,
But not co-existing,
They title it, writers block.

You know it's there,
But can't find where,
Your head is in a spin,
Though fully aware,
You feel despair,
Just where do you begin.

At the start,
I'd say is smart,
But words won't freely flow,
From the heart,
You write your art,
So that's where you must go.

Words are found,
All around,
Seek and ye shall find,
It will astound,
Yes, and confound,
It's how our art is defined.

A word appears,
It holds no fears,
Tis then you see the light,
New frontiers,
As your mind clears,
Ensures you're shining bright.

When you proceed,
Do take heed,
Or in ideas you'll drown,
To succeed,
You have a need,
To,

‘' Always Write Them Down ‘'