My Brain Has Frozen In Winter
a poem about writer’s block
Published in
Jan 17, 2022
My brain has frozen in winter
January snow slowly falling to the ground
I would give anything to unthaw
Ideas that my mind might bring around
The white from the screen
Blares into my eyes like a taunt
When I look out the window
The same color seems to haunt
Pure white is the absence of color
Along with the vacancy of ideas
I hope that spring will come along soon
The warmth brought forth to free us
Thank you, Lucy Dan 蛋小姐 (she/her/她), for tagging me in the #WritingPrompt: FIERCE
I was struggling with a bout of writer’s block, and this prompt helped get some words onto the page!
