Writer's Block

We All Know

An overflow of word and rhyme

Yet how to chose the combo

It all looks wrong, it's not the time

Broken tops on withered bongo

 

The weather, the sun, which is to blame

Frozen fingers above the keys

Delete, Delete, that is a shame

It flowed with such an ease

 

Begin again, yes, that looks right

That seems to be the way

Yuck, that sucks I curse the light

I long to end this day

 

Perhaps a break, yes that will do

Inspiration needs some cheese

But hard to eat with writer's flu

Perhaps I need some Zzzzs

 

Ah, there you are, your favorite spot

Hiding in my dreams

No dragon's fire could be so hot

So clear to me it seems

 

Wake up you fool lest it be gone

Pixies rush to steal my words

Was it a poem about the dawn

No, wait it was the birds

 

Now it is gone with ransom paid

Yet cheaters don't play fair

Nothing changed, my mind is flayed

I gulp vainly for stale air

I sit and wait they will come back

They know their birthing place

I leave the line with lots of slack

With cheese on hook incase

Author's Note

A nothing poem about what we all experience.

Reviews

[R.M.C]

I like this piece, especially as its so relatable. It's so frustrating when this happens, and I really like the line "pixies rush to steal my words" becasue it does seem that something takes your words away. Good write.

[Mehameha]

Thanks for you review. Got a bad case of it lately. haha

[R.M.C]

No problem. ah, hopefully that'll pass quickly and you can continue to write pieces that please you and others.

[KT-B]

haha I liked this, nothing worse than sitting down to write and nothing comes to mind....I loved this you represented very well the frustrations of writers block - good job :)

[Mehameha]

Thank you again for reading and reviewing this little nonsense corny whatever it is. Had a lot of fun with this and sometimes I have to laugh at myself and step outside and see the frantic lunatic pulling his hair out trying to write something, anything. What a sight for sure, ha, ha.

[Bear]

Very nice presentation on a topic all writers think about. It is well written and a pleasure to read, Bravo! I give it five out of five Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!
Being an old man who has written for over five decades I have seen many people struggle with writers block. I learned that it isn't that they can't think of what to write, it is that they judge their thoughts as unworthy.

[Mehameha]

Thank you for your review. Artists are never satisfied no matter the cheers. I play classical guitar and I hear all the tiny mistakes. Our curse.

[Bear]

I do the same think of sorts, I use a text to speech program to listen to my work so I can hear it as written not as how I meant to write it. Big fingers and weak eyes lets me often strike keys unintended and create words unknown to man Ha! Ha! The curse I live with :~)

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A poem that i am sure all of us can identify with!

The dreaded writers block is the bane of the poet's existence and sometimes we will do anything we can to try and throw off its shackles, and often to the detriment of our work.

My solution is always to go back to writing short sextets just to get back into the groove and rhythm of writing again.

A very relevant theme. Nicely written with truth and wit.

[Mehameha]

Thank you for reading and reviewing. The rhythm is off a bit in spots. And the simplistic style is a bit corny but sometimes I am too. It was fun in a childlike way.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

sometimes it is best to write about the writers block because that usually will kick start the poet...

and sometimes it is best just to wait until the words come by themselves...we can force them, but when we look at them afterwards...they are just after words...and don't make much sense...and the rhythm is off.

a fun expression here.
j.

[Mehameha]

thanks my friend. Having bad case of it so thought it was worth a few lines. ha, ha.