I’ve been twiddling my thumb for far too long,
Even gulped down two cuppas in my effort to write today’s song,

But alas today just doesn’t seem the day,
When words will fall in place like child’s play,

I look around me for some inspiration,
But all I get is more stagnation,

Perhaps I should move on to some other mode,
To vent out my mind’s heavy load,

Perhaps it’s time I picked up my brush,
And on the canvas let my outpourings gush…