The thought was there
There and gone in a flash
The sight of the white paper stifles
blank space and blank mind
There and gone in a flash
if only the idea would come back
blank space and blank mind
I can feel it lick at the edges
if only the idea would come back
almost a vague suggestion
I can feel it lick at the edges
like a carrot on a string
almost a vague suggestion
I feel what I want to write
like a carrot on a string
almost within my grasp
I feel what I want to write
it just needs to take shape
almost within my grasp
the white of the page taunts
it just needs to take shape
I feel the need to create
the white of the page taunts
to write the night away
I feel the need to create
willing my mind to find the words
to write the night away
The thought was there
About the Creator
Maggie
I am a 28 year old stroke survivor which inspired my first poem "Thief" This was published by Hallam Press I want to share more poems with like minded creatives. I am hoping to continue to write poetry to share with fellow creatives.
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