Muse Flash
Blank sheet before me,
My pen poised to write,
I call for my muse
to come join me tonight.
Without inspiration
my mind is a blank,
I think of the shopping,
the trip to the bank,
all the dishes not done,
and the laundry to fold.
If I don't get a grip
I will find I've grown old
before ink touches paper.
Perhaps if I light
a flickering candle
to temper the flight
of my thoughts and ideas.
OK, girl, settle down.
Remember to write
with a smile not a frown.
There is something inside
that you wanted to say.
Sit down, and relax
(and it can't hurt to pray.)
My wheels are done spinning
and I've no more excuses.
I scribble in hopes
that my creative juices
will kick in at last
and my pen it will speed,
and create a new piece.
Ah! my muse did succeed.
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To beat it, write any thing that comes into your mind.
Hello, Gautami. I agree. The terrible "blank page" fear I had when I was younger rarely shows up now. I start by making marks on the page, whether doodles, swirls or words. The process of leaving a mark, when I give myself permission, leads to something.
That was how I was taught as well. That when you hit a snag, to just free associate and write until it led you somewhere and surprisingly, it always did.
To this day, I regret that I wasn't a creative writing major. I worried that I wouldn't be able to make a living out of it, so I went into a different direction. This has been lucrative financially, but not helped the need I feel to write.
I love this poem, and the way you've used the picture to inspire your muse and offer some good advice.
Well done!
Hi, Maria. I guess we are all thankful of the opportunity that blogging gives us. An excuse to write and a place to put it.
Thanks, Becca. The blank page in the picture is the part that called to me most.
Love the title as well!
Hello, Sophie. I'm a sucker for a pun - especially with my less-serious poems.
Oh, very nice. Boy can I relate!
~S :)
Thanks, Shephard.
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