Spilled Ink

When inspiration obstinately runs low, And ink stains drench an old copy. Yet verses silently deny to flow, While thoughts are damn sloppy. And ink stains drench an old copy; As she aspires to get rid of her blues. While thoughts are damn sloppy, Seeking desperately for a muse. As she aspires to get rid of her blues, Her eyes slowly alighted on ethereal aesthetic grace. Seeking desperately for a muse; Rhapsodies of praises she wishes to embrace. Her eyes slowly alighted on ethereal aesthetic grace; Motivation imprints the poetess to properly play her role. Rhapsodies of praises she wishes to embrace, But situations are skillful to sway a poetic soul! Motivation imprints the poetess to properly play her role, Yet verses silently deny to flow! But situations are skillful to sway a poetic soul, When inspiration obstinately runs low. ©light_flame Name of the Contest: PANTOUM ON WRITING POETRY Name of the Sponser: L MILTON HANKINS Date of the Poem: 2nd December 2022