Desperately needed
stuck in a writer's block
no, not block
it's far worse than that
a slump
yes, that's it

Nothing is around that's catchy
no verses float to me
no rhymes, no lines
there's emptiness

A blank paper in front of me
pen to it is nothing
a child's mindless babble

Help not wanted
help starving for

My last muse left me
where it has gone,
God only knows

I think I lost it when I went abroad
but wait it was before that
for a long time I've had nothing to say
when did this slump start

It happened when I pulled myself out of the abyss
The blackness called depression
And now I'm left speechless

NEEDED... an inspiration
all applicants apply in person.

Alaska's Paris
On the shore's of Alaska's Paris
the warm sun revitalizes my body and soul
as the cool summer breeze breathes new life into me
from the surrounding mountains echo the tune of consistency
it harmonizes in a heavenly refrain with the tune of change
and creates in my soul, the song of life
the constant shift of sand that the waves wash over reminds me
time does not stop

In the heart of Alaska's Paris
the flawless turqoise sky above brings clarity to my clouded mind
as the wise eagle soaring overhead sets my soul aflight
from the clever raven who flys in the moonlight
I uncover my soul that I had shrouded in mystery
the strong bear climbing the tree gives back to me
the strength of heart I had let slip away

In the heart of Alaska's Paris
the cold clear water washes away my pain and guilt
as the idle seals basking on the shore relaxes the impatience of my mind
from the majestic dance of the whales that breech in a celebration of life
I find in me that appreciation for life that had been lost
the gentleness of the otter lifting her baby upon her stomach
stirs within me the maternal instincts I had fought to lose

In Alaska's Paris
I was born

In Alaska's Paris
I was reborn