The Spark Of Creativity
Escaping Writer's Block - A Poem
Staring at a blank screen
Fingers hovering expectantly
Over the hungry keyboard
Awaiting the spark of creativity
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My fingers flutter in mid-air
The screen is a virgin white
The frustration builds within me
As daytime turns to night
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Darkness beckons from my window
The moon shining white on high
My desk strewn with emptied coffee cups
My creativity has gone awry
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Sweat soaked, head in hands
Fingers curled tight in hair
Trying to pull an idea free
For a new poem winsome and fair
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Finally, dazed and confused
With my mind at last set free
My fingers alight on the keyboard
And dance without thought from me
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I go to bed fulfilled
In the early hours of the morn
The screen virgin white no more
My creativity adorned
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I sleep a restful sleep
After my imagination ignited
Amid dreams of recognition for a job well done
For a new poem into this world invited
About the Creator
Paul Douglas
I have always loved to write, especially poems and short stories. I also have an abiding love for technology and gaming. I love to share my outlook with others.
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