All Comments on 'writer's block'

concept and some interesting images.

You've got internal rhymes and repeating consonant sounds

the making of a great poem and poet

~a stark, white screen

lays before me, unseen,

cool and beckoning

like crisp, cotton sheets.

words pulse and puddle

beneath my fingertips.~

That's a great stanza

I think there's a lot of promise here

I hope to see more from you

... long enough to write some more poetry! Great stuff, Jenna

I enjoy getting feedback, so thank you for your comments. If you liked this one you may like a few of the others I've written.

Thank you for taking the time to make a comment. JG

I love the way you take the reader to an unexpected place in this poem. I expected a writer's lament, but discovered instead an intensely erotic poem. What writer--what person--would not want to be similarly fucked into silence, with the sex rendering words impossible, needless. The stripped down phrasing--and the formatting of of the lines-- both work effectively to give us the sense of this writer finally getting the neurons of her brain back able to register something other than the addictive power and deep bliss of overwhelming sex.