Writer’s Block
A block of cells begins a life
A block of time in which to try
To grow to mold to give to strive
A block of blessings before I die
A block party so happy and gay
A block of neighbors laugh and play
Music games they dance and bake
An evening so festive my mind can taste
A block of cheese left for mouse
Smart you see he gets it out
Never can catch that mouse somehow
His block of brains keeps him around
On writer’s block is where I live
For the neighborhood block takes and gives
A starting block of inspiration and will
Writer’s block itself is a gift
Copyright © Karen Jones | Year Posted 2024
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