From saying hello to bidding adieu,
Each post I write should include something new.
This simple fact is frustrating me some,
I think and I think but new does not come.

If fresh ideas and new topics around us abound,
Where is just one on which to expound?
I query my muse but she still remains mum.
I think and I think but new does not come.

For my one great idea I check Google and Bing.
Hit after hit but the bell does not ring.
I keep clicking the mouse until my finger is numb.
I think and I think but new does not come.

It should not be so hard to find something new.
Open my mind and let inspiration pass through.
I turn up the brain cells and refuse to be glum.
I think and I think but new does not come.

I talk to myself and then pace the floor.
I now hear Poe’s words, “Quoth the raven, ‘Nevermore.'”
I shudder for fear my muse was struck dumb.
I think and I think but new does not come.