Writing is great therapy.

Writing is great therapy

May not be for everybody

Sitting down with the challenge of an empty page-

Once the first word is laid down, continue stage by stage

 Not always having a ready topic

 Does not faze him anymore, nor fill him with dreaded fear

It may not turn out to be a masterpiece, have no regrets

There is no time limit, so he allows lots of time to think

There never was a classic written

As quick as an eye can blink?

Some poetry he has read, could take months, even years to compose

 Written by “proper poets” of which he’ll not be one

He writes for the hell of it – worries not if his efforts never see day light

Then again, who knows, someday someone might throw a plaudit his way

So now, see what can be achieved-

He has just filled a foolscap page – now feeling quite relieved.

Poetry from The Man Shed

17/12/19