Writer's Block!

Yes, these two words came into mind... Wordpad opened again, New Rich True Format Document, Followed by Arial ten... No text displayed as I perused, The cursor blinking still... In readiness for brand new words My thoughts were yet to spill... I typed the title, first thing done, Two line gaps then the verse... With not a word to lead the way, It couldn't get much worse... But then I thought, I'll add my name And copyright as well, Then type the date, as if to claim There's nothing left to tell... The poem stands, no words at all, To summarise the theme, As if the empty heart and mind Had nothing there to dream... But then I thought, that's such a waste! I'll let the reader know, That even nothing has its place Before the words can flow... And so, from nothing came these rhymes, These thoughts upon a page, Or PC screen each time I type To reach another stage... Who knows? The poem I write next Could be a great success, That may grant tremendous insight, Some cherished happiness... So Writer's Block, I've beaten you! I've conquered every doubt! God gave me something that's brand new And now I've typed it out! Denis Martindale, copyright, September 2012.