Poem - The Word Well Ran Dry The Other Week.
By - Ross Mabey.
The word well, ran dry the other week,
When I thought that I was at my peak.
I had to prime the word pump once again,
For I couldn't tell, when it next would rain.
Try as I might, it was hard to tell,
If it dried, because of an act from heaven or hell.
I'll keep trying for what its worth,
I won't give up, until new words give birth.
When the words, flow again,
I hope they'll pour like rain.
Then it will be hard to keep afloat,
I might have to go and buy a boat.
Come what may, I don't know when,
I may write something to which you can keen.
When I do I'll let you know,
When at last, the words do start to flow.
Copyright (C)2018. Ross Mabey.
Written 12th July 2018.
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