03/03/2015: Blank

Whilst trying to think of something to create today, I was struggling with writer’s block, so I wrote this poem…

Blank.
Just… blank.

No words on the page,
no words coming from the mind.

Writers block.
Need a shock.

Some spark of inspiration,
and then a burst of perspiration as
the words start to flow.
That’s all I need.

But nothing comes.

Nothing.
Nothing at all,
except…

And then its gone.

Blank.
Still… blank.