I've Hit a Writer's WALL, and it Stings a Lot by Angela Scott

BAM!

It came out of nowhere,

setting up a border

across my creativity,

hedging my imagination,

and hindering my forward progress.

I back up,

get a running start,

I try again.

BAM!

I ricochet off its invisible surface.

my brain twirls,

uncertain.

It’s as Great and wide

as the one in China.

Runners hit it,

while mid-stride.

A block I can step over.

A wall—impossible.

There’s no going around,

it stretches endlessly in either direction.

I’m terrified of heights.

I swallow, knowing no other way

and go searching for my climbing gear.