The self referential poetical entry

The following sonnet was written in response to Josh's challenge on his blog.

I set my hands to keys to write
Dredge from my heart my inner thought
Turn round my gaze in this dark night
And knead my neck, my muscles taut

Look hard to left, and back to right
There must be something I can say
Some mem'ry cheer, or deep insight
To get the surfers here today

Some inside joke, some pithy word
Some story fun of Pastor Bruce
But nothing comes! It seems absurd
I hear not one thing from my Muse

Make floods of thoughts to now unclog
Dear God, please let them read my blog