WRITER'S BLOCK

 

Been trying to think

of something to write.

Been sittin' here thinkin'

most of the night.

 

I would write of love

but I know nothing about it,

if I did, beleive me,

I'd stand up and shout it.

 

I would write of young

maidens beauteous and fair

but I don't think my mem'ry

can get me back there.

 

I would write of green

fields full of sweet clover.

But most of those fields

have all been paved over.

 

I would write of the moon

hanging bright in the sky,

but I can't see the thing

and I'm not gonna lie.

 

I would write of roses

their aroma so sweet,

but all I can smell
  right now are my feet.  
 

Reviews

[sissy scribbles]

I love this poem for what it is - a happy escape from a place you didn't wish to be in lol :) nice ! This poem is cute, tongue-in-cheek, and for someone with a 'block' you have escaped it fantastically well :) great job - strong structure and rhythm - a breeze to read and even better to enjoy :) - Thanks !

[Judith Gayle Nail]

we all have it.....you used it! Good job......delightful~~

[Nyida Strong]

Sometimes the best inspiration is the lack of it! This was a great poem, funny and sweet. The rhythm is spot on and the subject is simply hilarious! Very well done, I loved it.

N. Strong