The deep understanding of the art

comes at a cost.

So whilst the muse

sits tight in your brow,

You must fuse the elements…

Keep working!

Ride the wave,

because you know

deep in your soul,

it will pass,

it will pass.

It will leave you,

Alone again,

pensive and parched

parchment dry.

Then the nothing

will sit squat

across your shoulders.

Then you will weep,

a deep draft of tears

and sigh, after a while,

and say wryly,

oh well that was fun



Copyright Dale Beck 2018.

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