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The Eclectic Pen - Rutted and Tired

By: Silvana M.  
Date Submitted: 6/28/2011
Genre: Literature & Fiction » Poetry
Words: 143

  I am a wagon wheel, on a dirt road, after a hard rain, carrying a heavy load.
I am a hand on the keys, hesitating, unable to even flinch.
I am the word rewritten again and again, line after line scratched out to nothing, ready to become something.
I am a brick wall, between a canvas and a brush, between a needle and a cloth, between these words and my pen.
I am impenetrable, immovable, inexorable.
I am one room away from the music, one day away from the sunshine, one meal away from the feast.
I am on the precipice of greatness, but I have stepped too far from the edge.
I am a statue, an effigy, a representation of what I should be, but I am stone still and waiting.
I am a wagon wheel, sunken deep in the rut of my own struggling, trying everything to break free.

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Julie C. (yulacah) - , - 7/11/2011 7:19 PM ET
Wow! Where else can I read your work? Julie
Marta J. (booksnob) - 7/15/2011 3:26 PM ET
Very, very good.
Marta J. (booksnob) - 7/15/2011 3:26 PM ET
Very, very good.
Silvercat - - 7/19/2011 1:40 PM ET
Beautiful, Silvana!
Elizabeth B. (morningstarfarms) - 9/29/2011 7:21 PM ET
oh my God, you are describing me , with such eloquence. I love it! Perfect analogies..wonderful mind pictures..keep writing Silvana.. This is my first time on The eclectic pen..YOU ARE GOOD! God bless! liz
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