Blank Paper
I took a pen and piece of paper
Looked at the blank page before my eyes
Thoughts came in hurried nano seconds
Nothing captured or captivated the mind
The pen twirled in my fingers
Round and round like a spinning top
Words and images passed in fleeting fragments
Yet nothing concrete formed within
The page remained blank
I stared off into space
Space did not give inspiration
Words seemed beyond my reach
I began to doddle and rhyme words
Maybe this might give me hope
It became more like a game
Rhyming as many words as I could
Writing was not going as planned
My paper filled with scrambled words
I put it away in my collection
Only to pull it out as fast as I put it away
05/07/15
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2015
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