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Blank Verse?

I am staring at the screen; blank screen, blank brain, void of imagination and imagery. Evaded once again by creativity, I stare into the void of inactivity. I conjure up a line, glimpse an idea, then it is gone, and I can see no more. Blank blank blank, a blanket of literary fog has descended. Composition ended. blank screen, blank brain, void of imagination and imagery.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 3/1/2009 5:52:00 AM
Oh yeah, join the club. I can so relate right now. It comes and it goes doesn't it. At least you wrote a good poem about it with a clever title! : ) Love, Shar
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