Writer’s Block: A Poem

The blank page stares back.

Speaking to the writer.

Give me words to say.

I can’t.

I have none to give.

You must, for you are the writer.

My mind is as blank as your lines.

Ideas, surely you must possess.

My thoughts, jump and dance.

But nothing?


I hope you write again.

I hope so too.

Do not despair.

I won’t.

My lines will stay bare, only for you.


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