Writer's Block

Sometimes a writer will sit at his, or her, desk with the intent of writing an article and, viola, the mind draws a blank. There is nothing coming to mind that is worthy of publishing or sending to a loyal audience .

It’s called “Writer’s Block”. It happens to artists, composers; anyone who creates a unique item for others to enjoy, appreciate, or even, find inspiring.

Awhile back, a friend of mine had this problem and I wrote today’s poem as a resulting dilemma. The pictures were found on the internet. Enjoy ,,,,,,,,

At the crack of dawn, I woke up this morning
Did my blinking, stretching and yawning
With traces of dreams racing through my head
Mind and body still commanding; stay in bed

Birds were singing and the sun was shinning
Hey, I can’t just stay here in bed a whining
I should be facing this new day with glee
The world’s waiting for words written by me

I rack my fuzzy brain for an intriguing story to tell
But there are no ideas, no stories, nothing rings a bell
There must be some gitty-witty words of sage
But, alas today, my mind’s a blankity-blank page

                                                            Poem by Herm Meyer

LATER. . . . . .