Writer's Block

My mind’s at a blank

I want to write but I can’t

Whether with a pen in my hand

Or my fingers positioned above the keyboard

The words don’t come

I close my eyes for inspiration

Or read something for motivation

Or head outside for stimulation

But the paper lays bare

A few phrases now and then

Only to be erased in the end

Then when I least expect it

Like when I’m ironing my shirt

Or singing in the shower

I get something

A small sliver of an idea

I ponder on it more

And soon it leads to more questions

And the idea expands

It leads me to my plot

And soon enough the thought’s there

I’ve grasped it

I grab for the nearest piece of paper at hand

And scribble this small idea I have

The words flow out at a gentle pace

Going and going till it leads to the end

At last!

There’s my piece and my mind’s exhausted

But my hand still wants to flow

And a stirring lingers at the back of my mind

What do I write next?

Soon enough I’m back to the start.

My mind’s at a blank

I want to write but I can’t

Reviews

[joshua deathdealer]

Nice perspective of writers block. Well written.

[Harold]

I love how it began and ended the same way, but the poem was slightly boring.

[Hello, Goodbye]

YES!!

[Cassiopia Summers]

Haha, I love the pieces I've read about writers block. They're creative and it's funny. :)

[Poe Redd]

I know all too much how this feels. Writers block

[nothingnothingforgetfor..]

Exactly how i feel at this very moment...probably has something to do with writing a very large physics exam recently which totally flipped the way my brain works. Ridiculously frustrating. Totally relate to this xD Lovely!

[Steve P]

I feel your frustration, and I like your poem. I think because it is writer's block is something familiar to most writers, it is a topic that is easy to identify with, and your poem has the ability to evoke a response from the relevant reader.
Nicely done.

[Complex Disaster]

Reminds me of going down the road in my car, and ending up with scribbles all over my cigarette packs and receipts, sometimes even on the dashboard or my clothes. When creativity hits it does so like a ton of bricks. Wonderful writing

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

Every writer should be able to relate to this poem.
I have felt the exact same way so many times.

[Droll Prole]

This is so true, I struggle with the desire to write even when there is nothing to write about.