Dyslexia My Muse

Recently have had ups and downs with writing. One moment Im flooded with ideas ,the next I hate all of my thoughts. Anyways this poem describes a struggle with dyslexia .

One moment I am so bleak

And just so weak

But this it pops

And I simply cannot stop

My head is like a Clock

That sometimes Locks

It keeps spinning

But it sometimes seems never ending

Dyslexia  is not my excuse

It is just my muse

Reviews

[Benita-Staebell M - Kin..]

Dyslexia where you see the words Backwards
my father struggled with this for a long time
I don't have it but I really love this write.


Such a beautiful piece I love it.


how you've turned a struggle into something so
beautiful we can be a beautiful mess or Beautifully
broken is what we are and we become stronger in our
struggles.


thank you for sharing this Brave and powerful piece.


Blessings. kindred poet