Poems About Writers Block Published by Members Recently Online
#WritersBlock
Dung Beetle Wheel
I ain't got a thing to write
Imma just gonna type and whatever
happens, no matter how bad
you're going to get it
My ear, you'll wet it when you
give me a wet willie
You're silly, I am serious, I am real,
I am the real deal
a real big deal, I am prone to veal
never had it, just rhymed
I try to do that time to time
and hope it makes it flow a little better
as I try to change this into a poem
instead of an open letter
Rapping and rhyming and trying
defiant, unreliable diamond
fugazi...
Imma just gonna type and whatever
happens, no matter how bad
you're going to get it
My ear, you'll wet it when you
give me a wet willie
You're silly, I am serious, I am real,
I am the real deal
a real big deal, I am prone to veal
never had it, just rhymed
I try to do that time to time
and hope it makes it flow a little better
as I try to change this into a poem
instead of an open letter
Rapping and rhyming and trying
defiant, unreliable diamond
fugazi...
#WritersBlock
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Clouds
A recipie of wet and grey
No chink of blue
the daisies cuddled close
the apiarist, without his visored hat
Each step we take, is weary trod
like spirits smothered in fog
It seeps, that overbearing lethargy
the barometer of daily life
To cope through rose tinted spectacles
that precipitation soon will go
puddles, see a new reflected you--
rainbows, arc spring from the gloom
A...
No chink of blue
the daisies cuddled close
the apiarist, without his visored hat
Each step we take, is weary trod
like spirits smothered in fog
It seeps, that overbearing lethargy
the barometer of daily life
To cope through rose tinted spectacles
that precipitation soon will go
puddles, see a new reflected you--
rainbows, arc spring from the gloom
A...
#LifeStruggles
#WritersBlock
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Clouds
A recipie of wet and grey
No chink of blue
the daisies cuddled close
the apiarist, without his visored hat
Each step we take, is weary trod
like spirits smothered in fog
It seeps, that overbearing lethargy
the barometer of daily life
To cope through rose tinted spectacles
that precipitation soon will go
puddles, see a new reflected you--
rainbows, arc spring from the gloom
A...
No chink of blue
the daisies cuddled close
the apiarist, without his visored hat
Each step we take, is weary trod
like spirits smothered in fog
It seeps, that overbearing lethargy
the barometer of daily life
To cope through rose tinted spectacles
that precipitation soon will go
puddles, see a new reflected you--
rainbows, arc spring from the gloom
A...
#LifeStruggles
#WritersBlock
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Dinner Blues
poems I write
reaching to be lofty and deep
pearls of wisdom
rolling out of alphabets
a satire maybe
a masterpiece
to be remembered
until distant time
a triumph a victory
a band on a parade
colourful display
but falling flat on second stanzas
the pain of it all
cutting sticks without knives
dull colours on faded canvas
my pen grew still
I faded back to grey
looking forward to the dinner tray
I hoped its wagyu beef steak today
another pipe dream, they say
they...
reaching to be lofty and deep
pearls of wisdom
rolling out of alphabets
a satire maybe
a masterpiece
to be remembered
until distant time
a triumph a victory
a band on a parade
colourful display
but falling flat on second stanzas
the pain of it all
cutting sticks without knives
dull colours on faded canvas
my pen grew still
I faded back to grey
looking forward to the dinner tray
I hoped its wagyu beef steak today
another pipe dream, they say
they...
#funny
#WritersBlock
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Dinner Blues
poems I write
reaching to be lofty and deep
pearls of wisdom
rolling out of alphabets
a satire maybe
a masterpiece
to be remembered
until distant time
a triumph a victory
a band on a parade
colourful display
but falling flat on second stanzas
the pain of it all
cutting sticks without knives
dull colours on faded canvas
my pen grew still
I faded back to grey
looking forward to the dinner tray
I hoped its wagyu beef steak today
another pipe dream, they say
they...
reaching to be lofty and deep
pearls of wisdom
rolling out of alphabets
a satire maybe
a masterpiece
to be remembered
until distant time
a triumph a victory
a band on a parade
colourful display
but falling flat on second stanzas
the pain of it all
cutting sticks without knives
dull colours on faded canvas
my pen grew still
I faded back to grey
looking forward to the dinner tray
I hoped its wagyu beef steak today
another pipe dream, they say
they...
#funny
#WritersBlock
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6 Comments
Block Party in a Rundown Neighborhood
Words, please fail me not
shout loud the muse’s desire
will this pen to speak
shout loud the muse’s desire
will this pen to speak
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#senryu
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Block Party in a Rundown Neighborhood
Words, please fail me not
shout loud the muse’s desire
will this pen to speak
shout loud the muse’s desire
will this pen to speak
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#senryu
100 reads
8 Comments
Block Party in a Rundown Neighborhood
Words, please fail me not
shout loud the muse’s desire
will this pen to speak
shout loud the muse’s desire
will this pen to speak
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#senryu
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8 Comments
Coming Soon
The medication I must take to ease my mind's condition
assaults my creativity, and I'm out of commission
until the rhyming thoughts return I'll sit here most contrite
crumbling sheets of paper as I relearn how to write
assaults my creativity, and I'm out of commission
until the rhyming thoughts return I'll sit here most contrite
crumbling sheets of paper as I relearn how to write
#LifeStruggles
#WritersBlock
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7 Comments
Coming Soon
The medication I must take to ease my mind's condition
assaults my creativity, and I'm out of commission
until the rhyming thoughts return I'll sit here most contrite
crumbling sheets of paper as I relearn how to write
assaults my creativity, and I'm out of commission
until the rhyming thoughts return I'll sit here most contrite
crumbling sheets of paper as I relearn how to write
#LifeStruggles
#WritersBlock
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7 Comments
Sausage Rolls ( off the tongue)
Incognito rather hilarious word
for something so inconspicuous
Like an overt thief
he's so covert
for something so inconspicuous
Like an overt thief
he's so covert
#WritersBlock
#PowerOfWords
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Sausage Rolls ( off the tongue)
Incognito rather hilarious word
for something so inconspicuous
Like an overt thief
he's so covert
for something so inconspicuous
Like an overt thief
he's so covert
#WritersBlock
#PowerOfWords
473 reads
3 Comments
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