I can't write, Why?

I wrote this poem few years back, when it seemed like I lost my poetic spark. Well, not really.

I can't write, Why?

Even in sorrow,
I used to write in flow,
And the words would glow,
But now that speed started to slow.
I presume, I have lot to know,
Have to learn to sweat the brow,
And my mind may crow,
But very much low,
So I can grow.

Signing off, Randy Alstone!

Stay Alstoned!