Writers Block

Writers Block

Writers block

As the corridor of my mind

Springs open wide

In the vast wilderness

I try to find the words

Every lost verse

The ink, paper and pen

Nothing comes to mind

In the vast wilderness

Of my mind

I try to catch a line

Blocked out

It might as well be solid concrete

My words can’t get through to me

Writers block

I admit defeat

The words escape me

As the corridor of my mind

Springs open wide

No words can I find

Toria

4/9/2023

V L Puckering aka Naked Poet©️2023

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