Writer's Block

I've got no zippity in my doo-dah, No tiger in my tank. There's no steam in my engine, And white pages remain blank. My life is full of clutter, My thoughts are all askew. Poetic words escape me, What am I to do? Perhaps some peace and quiet, Will calm my frazzled brain, And allow sweet words of poetry To flow like a spring rain. So I'll turn off the computer, And silence the TV. I'll turn down my cell phone's ringer, Until my words once again flow free. I hope that this will do the trick, I really want to write. My creative juices may be stuck, But I'm putting up a fight! 3/2/14