Maybe She Will Realize

A poem about writer's block

My pen’s become long winded and I don’t know what to do
It will not write a little poem in just a verse or two
It begins to write a novel, no matter what I think
And then as if by magic, it somehow loses ink

I swear my pen just must be cursed, a spell cast by my muse
This isn’t fair to say the least, in fact it is abuse
To leave a poem unfinished, just hanging in the air
My pen dries up, my muse runs out ..... as though she doesn’t care

I’ve got to turn the tables and try to change my luck
I think I’m going to trade my pen for someone’s rubber duck
Then I’m going to ignore my muse and let her hang to dry
Maybe she will realize .....  I’m quite the poetic guy




 

Reviews

[Donna DeLong Matthews a..]

Oh my friend dont you dare trade your pen
This was so good and touches upon the loss
of muse that we all have at times. Its was
humor with a great message as well.
I really enjoyed this
Thanks
Donna