This Silly Pen
I tried to write a poem today
but this silly pen had nothing to say
Attempting prose to no avail,
Then a rhyme, only to fail
My, oh my, What's a poet to do?
When the mind's out of ink,and the pen is too.
Not as prolific as others I know
This poet's pen is flowing so slow
Needing thoughts and words on how I feel
Hiding a few and some to reveal.
Adding rhythm with a tone so sweet.
This pen perchance make a poem complete.
Perhaps more coffee shall make me think,
and feed this crazy pen some caffeine for ink,
So I'll try another cup.
But this darn pen's not giving up!
Oh woe is me, cannot write a line
I'll just have to try some other time
Perhaps tomorrow I'll have plenty to say.
But for now This Silly Pen won't play.