"Stuck"

This came to me while I was stuck, writing something else, so I wrote this down.

"Stuck"

Blinking cursor, Cursor blinking,
Cursor taunting while I’m thinking
Once it’s there and then it’s not,
I must write; not be distraught.

Curse the cursor as it’s winking,
Its eye would see that all is fraught.
To disappear just like my thought-
Cursor-captured ideas vanishing.

Where it goes, it won’t disclose
Like the word I’ve got to know
Stand front cursor, yours to show
And tease me not, reflective glow.

Happy cursor, cursor moving,
Cursor running to my fingering
Now I see what it means to thee,
To aid me in my poetry.