Blank

I have a blank white sheet On which to write my thoughts. But it glares right back at me, And ideas I have naught! I sit at my computer And look around the room. My brain is just as empty As if I’d swept it with a broom! At last I just start typing Whatever comes to mind. Be it letters or just nonsense, Perhaps a thought I’ll find! The jottings make no sense; I’m completely at a loss! This is just a waste of time, And this effort I should toss! However, just as suddenly I find ideas flowing From fingertips to keyboard – I don’t know where it’s going! A feeling of direction comes. Inspiration’s leading me To a place I’d not expected! At last my words run free!