The blank screen
Stares me in the face
What should I write about
A poem on love
Or a story on the same subject?
Ideas rush through my mind
At the speed of light
My fingers cannot keep pace
As the thoughts just race
Then all I see is only a confused mass
Of stray ideas that make neither
A fine poem nor an interesting tale
So I need to fold up my laptop
And type again at a later date
When I have a nice poem to recite
Or a proper story to relate
Sandra Martyres
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/writers-block-25/
