Green Horn's Dilemma

my own dilemma, when I sit down to write...

Yes (sigh!), I am not a writer. 

Words fail, dreams flee,

Conviction dries up…thoughts hit a wall,

Ideas, images hazy, melt into deluge…never take shape,

Emerge…drown

Random facades appear…smile…frown

Encourage, scoff, ignore …….I trudge along

The stink of rejection  frightens…stifles a bit of me

Conflict continues….to be or not to be.

Author's Note

expecting honest reviews to help this new bee...