Sandra Adams Poet Free verse

Blankness

there's a quiescent muse
locked away in a poet's mind
trapped in the hush of silence
that befalls amidst blank pages

his pen sits in a well
suspended inkless of time
unable to scribble words
of romance in verses

no morning rises
risen through his mind
to brighten days
that linger without sun

just a hush
in the chill of january
that sits blank
like this snow
staring back


*someone's words are missing at soup...i used to look forward to the morning rises in verses that he penned... was bummed on this chilly morning to see nothing new once again*

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Mike Bayles January 26, 2020 at 12:59 PM I like this poem. The imagery of the snow fits well with a blank page. Sandra Adams January 26, 2020 at 2:01 PM Thank you so much Mike :)

M. L. Kiser January 22, 2020 at 2:16 PM Beautiful thoughts for a favored poet. Let's hope he returns. Sandra Adams January 22, 2020 at 6:38 PM Thank you so much ML :) hugs

Caren Krutsinger January 21, 2020 at 9:08 PM A little encouragement goes a long way. Sandra Adams January 22, 2020 at 11:43 AM it sure does Caren :) hugs

Anne-Lise Andresen January 21, 2020 at 12:32 PM - I miss him too, Sandra - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Sandra Adams January 21, 2020 at 2:25 PM I am sure many do ... always such beautiful words to read in our mornings and evenings ... hugs

Vijay Pandit January 21, 2020 at 12:12 PM I know what you mean--perhaps a soup mail to him? Sandra Adams January 21, 2020 at 2:24 PM Thank you Vijay. I don’t know. Maybe ... hugs

Running Wolves January 21, 2020 at 12:02 PM Yep, know that sadness real well. As I have favorite writers too Sandra Adams January 21, 2020 at 2:23 PM They are missed when they are gone. Though I have disappeared too. It happens :(

Demetrios Trifiatis January 21, 2020 at 11:25 AM The worst nightmare of a poet: a sea of ink that can't fill a page with verses! If only he could listen to his Muse instead of pushing his mind to write! Well written dearest Sandra! Hugs xxx Sandra Adams January 21, 2020 at 11:29 AM Thank you Demetrios...i am sure we have all been there, i know i have and went missing for a couple years at a time...it's sad when a muse goes silent.... hugs