Critique
Writer with a passion for high-fantasy and sci-fi.
He gazes up from his desk
At the pencil-slanted rain
A myriad little stories
Creeping down his window pane
As his hand fondles his pen
Potential from within
He wonders what to write
What they will think of him
Too many to catch
With his flimsy net
Ideas which fly away
Undeveloped and unset
Til yet he grabs one
Out of the cosy air
One he thinks they’ll like
One he’d love to share
He smiles to himself
And settles down again
No sound besides
The pencil-slanted rain
Prequels
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Comments (3 so far!)
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remembrancer
Wonderfully hypnotic rhythm. Similar to the pitter patter of the pencil slanted rain you describe. I'm also chuckling inside at idea of brainstorming during a rainstorm.
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ElshaHawk LoA
The art of writing. :) I like the pencil slanted rain!