Out of Ideas

Out of Ideas I’m suddenly out of inspiration she said, There’s not one thing rattling around in my head. I can’t find even one vague little notion, To start my creative wheels in motion. Maybe Ill go to unexplored places to walk, And stop with some intriguing strangers to talk. If I could start just one little glow, Perhaps a grand vision would suddenly grow. I’m told you should write about what you know, Hey, I think something may be starting to flow. Ill write about not finding ideas or feelings to share, Perhaps my friends in the “ soup” have been there.