It’s time for me a poem to write
Ideas immediately spring to mind
No “Writers Block” here to fight
Always so many words I’ll find
Have not yet experienced the malady
That they call “Writers Block”
There is no known remedy
But it‘s appearance would be quite a shock
“Love” poems are always the best
A broken heart, an unfaithful lover and the rest
Always written from the depths of my soul
Sometimes have to dig deeper to fill that hole
Woke up this morning, determined to start
A poem so beautiful, it would melt your heart
Sat at my table, waiting for words to flow
My brain was working, but just a little slow
I looked down at the lines on the white page
Words should captivate my mind at this stage
But the page was empty, have not written a word
“Writers Block?” Don’t be absurd