Creative Traditional:

[Sally Roberts]

This poets thoughts
so still they stand,
Dark blackened void
in limbo land.

Words of wonder
scream to escape,
But can't expel
this heavy cape.

Try as I might
stuck like a rock,
I cannot shake
this writers block.

Three weeks and nothing
comes to mind,
It makes my senses
deaf and blind.

My tearful eyes must
face my fear,
and think beyond
this blank page here.

[Abae]

Well it looks as if you did, nice poem.

[EeZeBard]

I haven't written anything new in two years ... I don't think it's writers block, more perhaps the mind just can't multitask ... too much on the go.

You wrote a very reflective verse ... enjoyed

Rex