Blank on National Poetry Day...

What a day to lose my muse

It isn’t something I would choose

Lost for verse and lost for rhyme

It couldn’t have happened at a worse time

The poetry in me seems on strike

The poet off on his poet’s bike

I really wanted to partake

But the words won’t come for goodness sake

I’ve tried my best but my mind is blank

It’s about as much use as a wooden plank

If only my words would fly like birds

Instead they sink like a sperm whale’s turds

No poem on National Poetry Day

I really don’t know what to say

I wanted to write a little ditty

Maybe an elegy, perhaps something witty

I wondered loony as a cloud

Stop, plagiarism is not allowed

If only I could pen something original

Something that flows, that isn’t this drivel

Instead I find myself tongue tied

And it isn’t as if I haven’t tried

All you’ve got is this gibberish

Sorry for sharing my rhyming rubbish.