Elusive, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @Brianrrs37 on Twitter/X)

Elusive pen, thoughts blank when
Pervasive, invasive, distractions bend
The rose has no pose, thorns stick in

Elusive brush, below whisper’s hush
Quiet, desert diet, dust in my head
Parched are these pages void of word

Evasive prose, no words to compose
Fleeting ideas, I cannot suppose
Jot, jot, jot, dot, dot , dot

Stubborn stanzas that will be not
No violent sea, crashing waves to see
Romantic moonbeams dwell silently

My brain on hiatus inconveniently
Desire, oh desire, I do ever so passionately
Desperate to paint a picture for all to see

The poem, the poem, that will never be.
(end)

Another poem about writer’s block.