Surrender to Writers Block

Sometimes, writing can be so hard...

::: Surrender to Writers Block

As if its blanked, my mind stops working
And so, idle is my pen
As I suffer the block of the mind
That writers have suffered before and will again.
And so to live life I will set
And so subjects I will find
That at other times of idleness
I can then bring to mind.
And capture them in verses
And carve them into rhyme
With that, I the writer leave down my pen
To be picked up again at some later time…
 

Reviews

[Richard🖌]

I have heard of this anomaly, Tomás, but have not yet had the pleasure of experiencing it.
I suppose the perpetual manic state of mind I seem to be stuck in must be sentenced to a sort of poetic torture, and filled with too much from the endless array of all around, across the globe, the universe, and inside my head, heart, and soul to ever run out of things to be inspired by and write about.
Still, I so look forward to the time when the "writer's block" might come, that my worn olde pen may have a well-deserved respite. : )

I really enjoyed your poem, Tomás, your main word choices and how you've arranged them so their meanings dance nicely off the page into the mind, and I think this fine piece would be more appealing and easier for your fans to read and enjoy if it were less scrunched together, and presented in Quatrain form, as I've illustrated below. It is not my place to tell another how to display their work, but as a reviewer, it is incumbent upon me to unselfishly share my views that they might help better their craft. Verse-1, consider editing this line (something like the way I have as an example); as it is, it reads cumbersome, and all those "the", "and", "so", "that", etc; filler words are not really necessary to say what you want to. If you'd like to make this a really splendid piece, apply my suggestions to the rest of this excellent poem. This is what reviewing and critique is really all about, courteously and caringly helping each other improve our craft, not only praise and pat's on the head; though, we certainly need and deserve those from our hard work, too, as inspiration, and for knowing how much our efforts are appreciated:
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::: Surrender to Writers Block

As if it's blanked, my mind stops working
Thus, idle is my pen
As I suffer this block of the mind
Writers suffered before and will again.

And so to live life I will set
And so subjects I will find
That at other times of idleness
I can then bring to mind.

And capture them in verses
And carve them into rhyme
With that, I the writer leave down my pen
To be picked up again at some later time…


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Bless you, my friend, and thank you sincerely for the privilege of reading your poems and commenting in review … I hope you've enjoyed my review for this excellent poem! ~ Richard

[Blade & Blood (The ..]

Heh, music always helps me. ;)

Nice description of the horrors of Writer's Block. This makes tons of sense: Instead of taking the break we need, we force work out and groom it until it's more fitting to our natural style. LOL! Those poems end up being either the best of the worst... never in between.

Thanks for posting this one. ^^

Ironically Yours, Blade and Blood