This is a poem I wrote about not being able to write. To me it’s not writer’s block it’s more like
a triangle and you’re going in a steady line for a while and just get stuck at
points. There’s a lot of references in
this I hope you as a reader catch them.
Writer’s Triangle
Words they fall like
syrup
Dripping from a
waffle
Thoughts like a bird
akin to vertical take-off landing
Right angles, not
Kurt Angle
Stuck at points on a
triangle
I had momentum till
that point
So many thoughts need
Pouring out like
sprinkles on a child’s ice cream cone
However my sprinkled
words
Took flight like a
flightless bird
Damn you penguin
Isosceles does not
belong in a
Writer’s triangle
lost my place
In Bermuda shorts
My thoughts locked up
in quartz
Bejewelled and
blitzed
Stuck in a paddleboat
Listening to the band
Styx
Stuck on points of a
triangle
Not a block or a
hectagon
No my thoughts
Like a weird
Fractured fabled
polygon
More weird angles and
tangents
Than an early Laura
Croft drawing
As strange as a
Rainbow Brite hoodie
This triangle left me
feeling not goody
Caffeine riddled
brain
Losing my thoughts
Dang it’s a pain
Up one side
Sliding down another
You write anything
Hoping to find a
buffet of more
Selling this Writer’s
Triangle
Like a mid-card
wrestler
Needing a great angle
Why is my brain at a
stump
This cartoon
commercial
Came with a video
bump
I need an idea dump
To get out of this
slump
I need more thoughts
Hey look a robot
Polar bear dogs
Don’t belong in my
story
But a damsel not in
distress
Hey nice dress
Now that might start
some writing glory
Hey buddy can you get
me off
This redundant
triangle
Because I’m writing
nothing
Just to be able to
write something
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