Writers Block Poem by Ray Hansell

My thoughts are running dry
Nothing left for me to say
Why does this seem to happen
At the end of every day

I'd like to write a poem or two
To share with all to read
But it seems impossible
I'm not sure what I need

A thought or inspiration
To help me get stared
But it seems all my attempts
Are only half hearted

So I guess I'm finished for the night
I'll try again tomorrow
Maybe between now and then
A though or two I can borrow


3-2-13/RjH