Writers Retreat

 

Writers retreat.

Your work is long done.  You tried your best and hardest yet the world spins along.

Writers retreat.

Step back from the fray. Why sweat, weep and bleed to provide critics their prey?

Writers retreat.

You can’t change our fate. Mr Dickens shone a light but it opened no gate.

Writers retreat

Step back into the comforting dark. Enjoy internal options – covertly embrace any spark.

Writers retreat.

Why put yourself through it all – clambering through circles for rewards trite and small.

 

Writers! Don’t retreat!

Don’t let the few own it all.

Don’t give up on your dreams – don’t be led to the fall.

Writers! Don’t retreat!

Don’t succumb to the grind.

Don’t let the old rules quash you – find your voice and remind.

Writers! Don’t retreat!

You’ll know what to do.

Stoke the simmer within you – let doubt’s arse meet your shoe.

 

Writers retreat.

Or uncurl from the floor!

Stay safe in the long grass.

Or march full to the fore!

 

Writers…

 

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