Writers Block I’m a writer, I’m a poet, It’s a gift, they say, I know it! Helps me fine tune all the voices All the questions all the choices Running through my busy brain: Sorting crazy from the sane. Helping me to find a way When I’ve had a rubbish day. But today the words won’t come. Through my fingertips and thumb. Tapping out a steady rhythm Forming words into a vision Giving shape to my emotions When they feel as vast as oceans, But today I’ve got to say; I don’t know what to write. Okay?! Share this:TwitterFacebookMoreEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading...