The anx associated with creative writing of all forms: how will it be received? Though not the driving force to that created, but of subliminal concern:

Compilations

Daily confronting a blank computer screen

I the tool, write what is mentally seen.

Whether it be of good, or what is obscene,

Often what comes, comes from a dream.

The words themselves, flow not unlike a water stream;

Transiting ether to reality’s scene;

Rendering what is often  not foreseen;

Compilation of words ideally, with message to glean.

The message in what is written, is for others to discern;

Though not my position to tell what one is to learn.

These compositions, meant for readers to accept or to spurn,

Some even worthy of nothing less, then to burn.

So as author, there is but one thing for which to yearn:

            Is for reader, the impulse, to the next page be turned!