writers block

a poem about what to write

Pen to paper

paper to pen

oh dear where the heck do I begin

I can write about people, time and space

I can write about a certain place

I can even write about an adult embrace

The possibilities are never ending in this case

poem or story or book or play

either one I can write today

words a block that's fine I'll just stop the clock

hmm that doesn't work, then I can always go out and buy a new frock!

inspired yet? no, then maybe a dance to some rock

Brain not there yet, maybe I should play Russian roulette

Nah that's no good , inspiration not yet there

maybe a poem about a sweet old lady or a young crazy.

no, not yet

inspiration comes from a many a things maybe if I walk,

or maybe talk out louder.

nope, not inspired yet.

maybe I should play games that's just burning people down in flames,

hang my head in hands think what to write in this empty space

oo what about outta space?

no, that's been done and too lengthy to write.

Maybe I should give up the fight and go to bed

keep my self at a level head.

poem, story, playwright, sonnet who knows what tomorrow brings

listen to some opera or maybe I can listen to Oprah

still no inspiration to the head.

I have been mislead I'm no genius in this regard

but writing should be fun and expressive

not crude or rigid

I need to stop being obsessive.

pen to paper

paper to pen

what am I going to do then?