OctPoWriMo Day Three – The Blank Page
Life exhausts us.
We move
and go
and think
and feel
until we can no longer stand.
Forces pull us.
We move
this way,
that way,
every direction
until there is nowhere to turn.
All inspires us.
We breathe,
consume,
absorb,
devour all that is
until sweet muses demand release.
But words fail us.
We sit,
we stare,
we doubt,
and delay
until the blank page laughs.
And so we resolve…
no distraction,
no insecurity,
no excuses,
until finally all is write.
© L.A.L. 2015
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I loved how on reading this, it made me think of my own zigzag path through the day to a place where I can “get things write: 🙂
My path is zigzagged more often than not! 😀
This is so true and I love the visual impact too.
Very true, isn’t it? As for the visual, thank you – truly. This one was tough. I definitely didn’t hit “shape” poem as much as a visual that (hopefully) conveys the scattered and distracted nature of the brain through this poem.
Oh, I love this! Especially that ending. Well played. 😉
Thank you. I’ve had that end line sitting for months just waiting for the right poem.
Oh yes, oh yes. We must find that calmness, that fullness to empty to make it write.
Yup.