Poet's Block Poem by Tony Adah

On my writing table
I placed my pen and my paper
Before I write
I must obey nature's call.

I took my pen and paper with me
And dropped on the top
Of the cistern in my loo
I came back clean
I am in such a muddle
As to where my pen and paper are

I went hysterical
Until a long search
Back into the loo
I saw them whispering to themselves
'We are here, Mr. Poet we are here'
I heard the whispers not
With my ears
But with my eyes
When l came back
To the writing table
All the venom
In my head was gone.