Writer's Block

I actually was feeling the effects of writer's block, but now I'm much better. :)

 

It creeps slowly upon you

One minute you have a great idea

And the next it’s as if you’ve never written before

And now you tap your fingers

Waiting patiently

An idea will come, you assure yourself

But after an hour hopeless feelings arise

Maybe if you go outside

And enjoy the cool night air

If only you could think of something now

It would be of great cheer

A story about a puppy would be nice

But that’s much too sentimental

Maybe something ‘bout a long lost love

But that’s too popular

So now you tap your fingers

Waiting patiently

Maybe an idea will come

But now you aren’t so sure

You could write about the sun, moon, or stars

But you’ve attempted that before

And it’s not that fun

So for now you will wait

As you tap your fingers

Assuring yourself once more

An idea will soon come

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[Tomás Ó C..]

Writers block... the bane of all our lives...