Blank Page
I sit and stare at the blank white page
And I wonder what I could possibly write
Nothing is coming to me today
And I am not feeling especially bright
I am not sure what has happened
Or why I have drawn this blank
I have written some wonderful works
It could be my talent has shrank
I usually write with something to say
But the blank page is still there
And today it seems is not a good day
For me to write something to share
But I will try again tomorrow
Something surely will come to me then
This must have happened to me before
But right now I can’t remember just when
I will look at this page tomorrow
Then drink some coffee and ponder
What could I possibly write today?
And see this blank page is no longer
Connie Moore
2/9/14
Copyright © Connie Moore | Year Posted 2014
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