Writer's blockTick tock,Writer's block,I sit here in the stillness, and listen To the clock,I hear its irritating tick and it'sAnnoying tock,I park my pad and pencil, and sip my herbal tea,How could a thing like this befall a Genius such as me,My page is void and barren, theUnwrit' verses mock,My creative mind is stifled byThe curse of writer's blockBut joy will fill my spirit, I'll Get inspired and then I'll pick upPad and pencil, and be a writerOnce again.Joe H. HillWest Lafayette