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Writer's Block
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My pencil moves across the paper
And my mind begins to think.
My hand flows as my ideas form
All while my eyes blink.
As I think of what to write
I start to draw a blank.
My pencil slips out from my hand,
My heart begins to sink.
The clock passes from one to two
I stare at a half-blank page.
I race ahead, stressed for time
A poem trapped inside a cage.
My creativity leaves
From my body all at once.
The lack of imagination
I feel like such a dunce.
The paper lacks poetic beauty
The poem under lock.
I now know I will never finish
With My Writer's Block.
And my mind begins to think.
My hand flows as my ideas form
All while my eyes blink.
As I think of what to write
I start to draw a blank.
My pencil slips out from my hand,
My heart begins to sink.
The clock passes from one to two
I stare at a half-blank page.
I race ahead, stressed for time
A poem trapped inside a cage.
My creativity leaves
From my body all at once.
The lack of imagination
I feel like such a dunce.
The paper lacks poetic beauty
The poem under lock.
I now know I will never finish
With My Writer's Block.
There is a funny story behind this poem, which happens to be my first on DA.
One day in my English class, I had no work to do while the rest of my peers were working on a project. I look around and see and extra credit Release poetry assignment to do, so I thought "Why not?" I picked up my pencil and started writing this great poem that sounded perfect...Sadly, about halfway through, I hit a wall.
I couldn't think of a single thing to write. It was horrible, as the extra credit assignment was due in 10min. So I sat and thought for a second, then literally wrote my release poem about my lack of ability to write a release poem.
Poem © Rev239
One day in my English class, I had no work to do while the rest of my peers were working on a project. I look around and see and extra credit Release poetry assignment to do, so I thought "Why not?" I picked up my pencil and started writing this great poem that sounded perfect...Sadly, about halfway through, I hit a wall.
I couldn't think of a single thing to write. It was horrible, as the extra credit assignment was due in 10min. So I sat and thought for a second, then literally wrote my release poem about my lack of ability to write a release poem.
Poem © Rev239
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You summed it up perfectly.