Writer’s Block 2 —Sonnet
If no one cares truth is too hard to face
Your block arises from a common sense
You lapse into a recognized disgrace
Against which weakness lacks a sure defense
Then comes salvation which you can’t explain
Your name will not be in fame’s pantheon
But your expression helps you to stay sane
And somehow you find yourself writing on
For someone who remains unknown to you
She’s resonating with your honest cry
And there you are doing what you best do
Without the slightest need to wonder why
Contented with an audience of one
I’m glad to finish all that I’ve begun
A Note on the Form
This is the most concise form of argument. Triadic at that. Three four line sections each one standing as itself but related sequentially. A two line conclusion that follows in context and suggests action.
