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Writer's Block, Struggling To Write Poems

I wrote this poem during a time when I had writer's block. I'd had it for quite some time, and I was really struggling to find motivation. I had so many ideas but couldn't put them down. I set aside some time to do some writing and thought of what I could write about. I decided that my lack of motivation was a good start. I wrote this in about 15 minutes, and it is safe to say it broke my block. I hope that some of you can relate.

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I'm sure a lot of us can relate to this poem. We all have moments when the words just won't flow. Well done putting it into a poem. Best wishes, Ann

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Why Can't I Write?

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Published by Family Friend Poems December 8, 2023 with permission of the Author.

Lately, I have really struggled to write,
I think of an idea, but I think "no, not tonight."
I try and I try, but I can't seem to find my rhyme,
I don't have the motivation, and I don't have the time.

I used to lie in bed and write whatever came to mind,
So many drafted ideas, so far behind.
It used to be so easy, I used to write away the days,
All I needed was an idea, and off I'd write away.

Writing used to be something that I loved to do,
I don't know what happened, the words stopped coming through.
I looked back on some old work, and realised how cool it was,
Loving reading things I've written, I love it just because.

It was a Sunday morning, it was an early rise,
Outside my window, there were dark grey skies.
I made myself some coffee, I listened to the rain,
Grabbed my piece of paper, and started writing again.

I wrote about all of things I loved in life,
Wrote about a time I was in very deep strife.
It came back so easily, I wrote all through the night.
I then began to wonder why I ever struggled to write.

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I'm sure a lot of us can relate to this poem. We all have moments when the words just won't flow. Well done putting it into a poem. Best wishes, Ann

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