"Writer's Block"
This writer’s block has me yelling for peace
I cannot be heard
My voice falls flat
I have spoken no words
I try to write
My mind refuses to create
This writer’s block
I love to hate
For hours I stare into space
Working at less than a turtles space
I want to chase it around
This writer’s block has me spell bound
Ideas come and go so quick
Unable to grab them, they are too thick
Only one thought is all I need
But this writes block is full of greed
It mocks me from way down deep
Even when I try to sleep
Digesting what I think
Nothing but a tape worm thirsting for a drink
One day maybe it will go away
But for now it’s just a parasite holding me at bay
Image Credit » Picture was taken by me David S.
Comments
Madcanman wrote on March 9, 2015, 5:52 AM
I think we've all been there, David. Other than this site and my blog I've gone stale as far as writing. I used to be able to conjure up odd little tales from out of nowhere, but lately my job has taken up all of my brain and zapped my creativity. You'll get over it in time.
AdGoggleKo wrote on March 9, 2015, 9:31 AM
"Eat fresh ripe pineapple fruits always". Haha it cures real parasites
try to be angry... I talk a lot and can write a lot when angry. LOL just kidding again...
arthurchappell wrote on March 17, 2015, 1:20 PM
great poem - proves you won the war over the block - hope your victories continue
LeaPea2417 wrote on December 13, 2015, 8:26 PM
That is a very nicely written poem, one I can relate to a lot. I get writer's block a lot. I hope you come back here to write soon.