You can’t swat it.
Spray it.
Shut it out.
Tell it to sit. Stay.
It’s in yr brain.
Waiting. Watching
Friends, fellow writers
That first flicker of success
The green frog of envy.
You can’t swat it.
Spray it.
Shut it out.
Tell it to sit. Stay.
It’s in yr brain.
Waiting. Watching
Friends, fellow writers
That first flicker of success
The green frog of envy.
yes, like a frog. good one.
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thanks, Mark. The original is from my back catalogue 🙂 this is a minimalist version and stronger for it 🙂
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This is a fine little poem, John! I certainly hope I can keep that little creature at bay, and think well for my friends if they find fame, but that little green fellow is always there, waiting, I agree with you on that, for sure.
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Yes. We have to be vigilant. That little green fellow certainly is 🙂
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I like this.
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