When a Writer Records & Wants to Make an Album as a Break

 When a Writer Records & Wants to Make an Album as a Break

Ain’t writer’s block–

written word complete 

like 

Vince’s forearm through 

the hoop–wrap!

Did that recording 

like

vets with mics &

headphones,

heavy blankets &

taped up studio foam

Now the urge to 

perform

comes callin’...

contactin’ past producers 

and askin’ 

if they got any 

throw away packs

If the 

day job provides the 

paycheck,

then the night provides the 

passion–

Like green tennis balls 

packed in pipes

being passed,

perfectly between 

smiles & metaphors,

stone language

& so much more–

But I tuck 

imagination under

hats hiding grey hairs

placing the performer 

& artist

on the back-burner ---

allowing the author 

some time at the show…

Real fun places 

exist between 

completing an audio-book, 

promotions & 

rest…

Don’t want to 

cap creativity

but also not ready 

to dive in knee deep 

to a musical project 

with sax, keys, and possible 

poetry

but shit, 

I really want 

to let it fly

Rest, Recharge

Still got time to rhyme,

prime poetry for ‘26

will exist 

even if agents &

indie publishers 

rush to show me 

the exit…

This ain’t 

writer’s block,

it’s a battlefield

& I’m still fightin’....

Hope you liked this poem (I’m including it in my 12 days of xmas post). Also because I’m struggling a bit with wanting to do a recording, I’m including some pictures of these models.  I’ve been working on them for a while. Enjoy and see you soon!