Writers Block

I get the inspiration

and rush to my notebook.

I sit there, pen in hand

inches away from the fresh, crisp paper

The ideas are coming to me like fire

the ink touches the paper,

 

But nothing is written

my mind isn't there anymore

gone off in a daze.

 

Please beautiful words come back to me.

 

I need to focus

but the amazing thoughts that were once there 

are empty now

and the inspiration has just faded away

Darn

 

 

Reviews

[Fallacy Pharmacy]

He he, that happens to me a lot XD Quiet cute and sweet poem, well done :)