Poems about Writer's Block
#WritersBlock
Poems about writer's block, when a poet or author struggles to write, sufferers from creative shutdown, or lacks inspiration. Writer's block can be extremely frustrating, but can itself provide the inspiration to write.
marina2020
Rain Woman
Rain Woman
Poem Published
12th Apr 2025 3:49am
12th Apr 2025 3:49am
Procrastination
We’ve hit the time where all my backup poems are gone
And I wait until the last minute to start writing
I was seconds away from going to bed
Then remembered I hadn’t written anything today
So here I am
Trying to string together a conscious thought
After a long day of work and a night out
I’m surprised I even remembered at all
I should plan better in the coming days
Maybe start writing in the morning so this doesn’t happen again
But alas I have hit the fifty unique word count
And now I can go to bed
And I wait until the last minute to start writing
I was seconds away from going to bed
Then remembered I hadn’t written anything today
So here I am
Trying to string together a conscious thought
After a long day of work and a night out
I’m surprised I even remembered at all
I should plan better in the coming days
Maybe start writing in the morning so this doesn’t happen again
But alas I have hit the fifty unique word count
And now I can go to bed
#WritersBlock
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 7:41pm
5th Apr 2025 7:41pm
What is This
When fingertips hover over the keys
Or twirl the barrel of the pen
Trying to force the expression
A frustration sets in
Even though the emotion lingers
The words are stuck at the dam
Suddenly
Like a gentle breeze coming through the door
A thought crosses the mind
A key word
Like a tiny spark of invention that makes you ask
What is this?
It’s the muse
Awakened
Gentle hands on your shoulder
Whispering
58 Unique Word
74 Total
Or twirl the barrel of the pen
Trying to force the expression
A frustration sets in
Even though the emotion lingers
The words are stuck at the dam
Suddenly
Like a gentle breeze coming through the door
A thought crosses the mind
A key word
Like a tiny spark of invention that makes you ask
What is this?
It’s the muse
Awakened
Gentle hands on your shoulder
Whispering
58 Unique Word
74 Total
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritersBlock #WritingPoetry
#WritersBlock #WritingPoetry
53 reads
2 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
14th Mar 2025 00:06am
14th Mar 2025 00:06am
and perhaps I might just mention ..
when I was a child
I wrote on walls using chalk.
it’s still an option
I wrote on walls using chalk.
it’s still an option
#WritersBlock
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6 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
25th Feb 2025 8:35pm
25th Feb 2025 8:35pm
Shattered Visions
Oh the Innocence
That laugh, that wild howling in the throat of the child,
Unseen fingers scramble for the last thread of light
Here, the angels are naked,
no wings to catch their fall.
The river splits,
splashes,
and chaos is born
from the lips of the unholy, the pure.
There be our Divinity
slips beneath the skin like rust on gold—
a fractured god,
broken in pieces,
spilled across the morning,
the moon forgets its name.
Prophecies?
Laughing in the dust,
twisted and torn,
a...
That laugh, that wild howling in the throat of the child,
Unseen fingers scramble for the last thread of light
Here, the angels are naked,
no wings to catch their fall.
The river splits,
splashes,
and chaos is born
from the lips of the unholy, the pure.
There be our Divinity
slips beneath the skin like rust on gold—
a fractured god,
broken in pieces,
spilled across the morning,
the moon forgets its name.
Prophecies?
Laughing in the dust,
twisted and torn,
a...
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#SelfReflection
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
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blaberidae
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 3:32am
18th Feb 2025 3:32am
UNTITLED
I SWAB THE SPITTLE
THAT IS STUCK TO MY CHIN,
AND ABANDON THE SENSELESS
SCRABBLING FOR PRECISION, AND THE
LONG, POINTLESS
PURSUIT OF CONCISION.
DUMB AND BUTT-NAKED,
I ENDLESSLY BUMBLE.
I FUMBLE AN ASSERTION,
AS WITH AN OBSTINATE BUTTON,
AND, AT ONCE,
A SEEMING SENTENCE IS DISASSEMBLED.
I SUBMIT, AT LAST, TO A MADDENING INSCRUTABILITY.
HEAVILY, I DECLARE MY SATISFACTION
WITH A STATE OF BEING SURROUNDED
BY THE CEASELESS SLITHERING
OF TONGUES BEHIND YELLOWED TEETH,
AND OF BEING SUBMERGED,...
THAT IS STUCK TO MY CHIN,
AND ABANDON THE SENSELESS
SCRABBLING FOR PRECISION, AND THE
LONG, POINTLESS
PURSUIT OF CONCISION.
DUMB AND BUTT-NAKED,
I ENDLESSLY BUMBLE.
I FUMBLE AN ASSERTION,
AS WITH AN OBSTINATE BUTTON,
AND, AT ONCE,
A SEEMING SENTENCE IS DISASSEMBLED.
I SUBMIT, AT LAST, TO A MADDENING INSCRUTABILITY.
HEAVILY, I DECLARE MY SATISFACTION
WITH A STATE OF BEING SURROUNDED
BY THE CEASELESS SLITHERING
OF TONGUES BEHIND YELLOWED TEETH,
AND OF BEING SUBMERGED,...
#frustration
#menstruation
#StreamOfConsciousness #WritersBlock
#StreamOfConsciousness #WritersBlock
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tell_me_wy
Poem Published
17th Feb 2025 9:37pm
17th Feb 2025 9:37pm
Poetry
I’ve been wandering some time
Far from the words I’ve so often
Skimmed
And rarely truly delved in
My mind has been away
Out in Vietnamese rice paddies
On a grey and cloudy day
The smell of water and earth
Underfoot
And tangled up in
The greenery of flower
And tree
See,
My soul’s been dancing round
The Korean capital nightlife
Mesmerized by neon Hangul
And street hawkers,
Wondering at words
I barely comprehend
Even my own kitchen
Now lacks the dreamy smell
Of...
Far from the words I’ve so often
Skimmed
And rarely truly delved in
My mind has been away
Out in Vietnamese rice paddies
On a grey and cloudy day
The smell of water and earth
Underfoot
And tangled up in
The greenery of flower
And tree
See,
My soul’s been dancing round
The Korean capital nightlife
Mesmerized by neon Hangul
And street hawkers,
Wondering at words
I barely comprehend
Even my own kitchen
Now lacks the dreamy smell
Of...
#dreams
#hope
#WritersBlock #WritingPoetry
#WritersBlock #WritingPoetry
80 reads
1 Comment
wallyroo92
Bumped 16th Feb 2025 5:51am
26th Sep 2019 3:34pm
26th Sep 2019 3:34pm
When My Poems Won't Cooperate
I know the writing process is different
For everyone, at least for me, every time
But sometimes these thoughts gets caught
Jammed and wedged without a rhyme
The vision I thought I saw or wanted to see
Goes off into a totally different direction
Than the original idea I had in mind
Becomes a diverse piece with reflection
The words stare back at me on the page
Sending me off through an obstacle course
Laughing me at because I feel the urge
But the brainstorm takes me by force
The times when I jonesing for a good...
For everyone, at least for me, every time
But sometimes these thoughts gets caught
Jammed and wedged without a rhyme
The vision I thought I saw or wanted to see
Goes off into a totally different direction
Than the original idea I had in mind
Becomes a diverse piece with reflection
The words stare back at me on the page
Sending me off through an obstacle course
Laughing me at because I feel the urge
But the brainstorm takes me by force
The times when I jonesing for a good...
#confessional
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
566 reads
2 Comments
Shon
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 00:05am
2nd Feb 2025 00:05am
Not Sure.
I want to write poems, lines & things.
Through not sure what is right to write.
I've written things not yet published.
That may sound bitter to another
Not my intention to offend & blame.
But rather myself to be as I am.
My thuth to my self to be,
As i'm perceiving it to be.
I'm going through a thing at moment.
Thoughts are clouding my mind.
Confusing me further.
Sure there's a light at the end of the tunnel.
Hope it not a train
Coming from the other end.
...
Through not sure what is right to write.
I've written things not yet published.
That may sound bitter to another
Not my intention to offend & blame.
But rather myself to be as I am.
My thuth to my self to be,
As i'm perceiving it to be.
I'm going through a thing at moment.
Thoughts are clouding my mind.
Confusing me further.
Sure there's a light at the end of the tunnel.
Hope it not a train
Coming from the other end.
...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#PowerOfWords
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
79 reads
2 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 00:42am
31st Jan 2025 00:42am
on reflection
never wanting to be anything other than
ordinarily I’d agree
but just occasionally I’d think
and then think again about something else ..
ordinarily I’d agree
but just occasionally I’d think
and then think again about something else ..
#WritersBlock
114 reads
5 Comments
tell_me_wy
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 00:03am
29th Jan 2025 00:03am
Seaside
I’ve found myself lately
Walking along the washed
And rewashed shore,
Where early morning bandits
Slip in and steal up
Unbroken shells
For the crooks at souvenir shops
To resell to a quaint family
From the Illinois farmland
Breathing in
Tobacco smoke;
I know it’s not
What’s gonna get me.
Been running through
A thousand unspent conversations,
Trying to rewrite
All my wrongs,
Wishing we still had a chance
To gaze in to
One another’s
Weary eyes
As our paths thin,
Dwindling down ...
Walking along the washed
And rewashed shore,
Where early morning bandits
Slip in and steal up
Unbroken shells
For the crooks at souvenir shops
To resell to a quaint family
From the Illinois farmland
Breathing in
Tobacco smoke;
I know it’s not
What’s gonna get me.
Been running through
A thousand unspent conversations,
Trying to rewrite
All my wrongs,
Wishing we still had a chance
To gaze in to
One another’s
Weary eyes
As our paths thin,
Dwindling down ...
#depression
#FeelingLost
#WritersBlock #WritingPoetry
#WritersBlock #WritingPoetry
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PAR
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 10:40am
28th Jan 2025 10:40am
Nevertheless Haiku
In your verses deep
I find pieces of myself
Hearts entwined through ink
I find pieces of myself
Hearts entwined through ink
#haiku
#LifeAsAWriter
#mirror
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
115 reads
11 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 3:14pm
27th Jan 2025 3:14pm
Pun blossom
In the garden of words
I plant a pun or two
Cultivating humor
with a laugh that's overdue.
I carrot all about you
you make my heart beet
lettuce turnip the fun
don't squash the upbeat.
You’re a-maize-ing.
A real fungi to be with.
Mushroom for love
in our punny myth.
You're the apple of my pie,
the cherry on top.
Together we’re grapeful,
we’re the cream of the crop.
Even when I feel
melon-choly and blue,
I know I've got a friend
who's truly grape and true.
I plant a pun or two
Cultivating humor
with a laugh that's overdue.
I carrot all about you
you make my heart beet
lettuce turnip the fun
don't squash the upbeat.
You’re a-maize-ing.
A real fungi to be with.
Mushroom for love
in our punny myth.
You're the apple of my pie,
the cherry on top.
Together we’re grapeful,
we’re the cream of the crop.
Even when I feel
melon-choly and blue,
I know I've got a friend
who's truly grape and true.
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
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6 Comments
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