The blank page smiles sadly as it waits
Waits for some poetry or a story
Words not written, it rails against the fates
Blank, it waits for the tale to glory
Alone, it waits for its author to write
How long can the page go on being blank
Tick, tock, time files as it waits for a knight
Forgotten, the rotted page lies thankless
Then, one drizzly day the writer sits down
And puts pen to the page; a tale unfolds
Life has taken hold. In words it now drowns
A glorious story now fills its soul
Just a reminder to remember page
And quench its thirst for words that do assuage
Kelly Rose
© May 29, 2026
7d ago
May 29, 2026 at 10:29 AM UTC
The blank page smiles sadly as it waits
Waits for some poetry or a story
Words not written, it rails against the fates
Blank, it waits for the tale to glory
Alone, it waits for its author to write
How long can the page go on being blank
Tick, tock, time files as it waits for a knight
Forgotten, the rotted page lies thankless
Then, one drizzly day the writer sits down
And puts pen to the page; a tale unfolds
Life has taken hold. In words it now drowns
A glorious story now fills its soul
Just a reminder to remember page
And quench its thirst for words that do assuage
Kelly Rose
© May 29, 2026
Just sitting here wondering what to write
