This morning I sat down to write
a poem that was expected.
To deliver humor, sarcasm and wit
in a method that is accepted.
Keyboard out in front of me,
fingers ready to type.
I hit the wall of originality
and sat, frustrated, no hype.

I started to brainstorm and find an idea
about events, both funny and sad.
Nothing came to mind, not even jokes about North Korea.
So I close today with little to add
and even less to say.

I hope that tomorrow brings more creative thought
and that you’ll enjoy today’s honesty.