Creativity’s on sabbatical ~
Stuffing herself silly
With a diet of acute
Observations upon which
To ruminate and then
Digest, I’m guessing,
For her next great
Creative outburst. And
She’s doing it
In secret, refusing to
Divulge. She simply
Whiles away my
Precious time
Indulging in the world
Around her. She offers
Tender morsels of
Thought; ideas
Upon which to feed,
And then balks, annoyed:
“That’s not it at all!”
Dismay becomes my middle
Name. I sigh and wait
For Creativity to share
Her wealth so I might share
In words. And now she says
She’s waiting for me …
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