The White Page (Poem)

I think

I think I can't

Keep writing this

It's sounding bland

I try to figure out the next few lines

I just can't seem to find the rhyme

What once had come so quick to me

Has now become a mystery

Why oh why

I close my eyes

Oh why has everything gone awry

My words used to flow right down the page

Now they've left me in a rage

I twiddle my thumbs

Rub my head

This writer's block has stopped me dead

What to do

Where to start

I feel as though I've lost my heart

My muse which used to whisper in my ear

Has gone on vacation

It's nowhere near

So now I sit and stare at this screen

Hoping something will come to me

Some witty remark

Something to make you smile

Keep you hanging around for just awhile

For soon my inspiration will kick in

I'll be writing again soon

I just don't know when

© Copyright E.F. Rose 9.11.07