The blank page
‘tis an enemy, forsooth, draining words
from me. Thou accursed fiend,
such a fickle foe,
where
doth my
muse now flow?
As I stare blankly away
from thee, thy laughter
echoes mockingly.
LadyP©2014The blank page
seems my enemy as it stares balefully
back at me. Until I write a
thought or two,
showing
my enemy
what I can do.
Putting black on white,
as words now rain, tho’
how soon ‘til I feel his
mocking disdain?
LadyP©2014
two whimsies,
on a blank subject…x
Pen Pusher, I just write when the mood takes me, and wherever my imagination wants to go I try to follow.... 
● Poems 'n Stuff ● 
Oh I can so relate to this Penny-nothing worse than a blank page and a blank brain to wrestle with-unfortunately instead of a terrific rhyme, my thoughts are expressed with symbols found at the top of the keyboard 😉
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Thanks Meg, (still trying to catch up here) and my blank brain seems to be trying to takeover once again… but I fight on regardless, who needs braincells anywho? *cough* 😀 xxx
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Not sure the blank page has much of a chance under Pen.
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your trust in me is wonderful Vera 😉 xxxx
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Where doth my muse now flow The laughtes echels mochiagly.
My ememy as it stares balefully back at me .
How soon til I feel his mocking disdain two whimsies on blank sabjeet…
I having got no idea tonight..
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NO ideas eh? Michiko san? 😉 xxxx
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Yes Pen I can also relate to that one, but I see you over come that page and won. ha.
Hugs Sheila hope you are enjoying your weekend xxx
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Seems like I did Sheila, using it to my advantage eh? 😀 Hope you and Li’l Lucy are find and dandy my friend and ready to enjoy Easter. Hugs aplenty. xPenx
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A blank page and a blank mind.
A mind devoid of muse is frustration to a writers skills.
Well said Pen.
Ian
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thanks Ian, glad you enjoyed the double bill. 😀 xx
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Blank pages, blank screens, blank minds —another sort of scary thing indeed. To whimsy and her delights. Salute.
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ah Eva, whimsy is the word alright… I am whimsy-ing to my hearts content… 😀 Salute backatcha my talented friend. I a being very remiss in not dropping by, but I shall be round you way soon, so warn Sarge eh? … xxxx
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Blank pages don’t scare me one bit … blank pages are beautiful, waiting for clean fresh start … you remember 1st grade in school, when notebook smelled so new and was void of the gruesome ink things and spots to come yet? …
Double woofs, tiny earth quake purrs and lil peeps, always. Love u, Lady Pen, cat:)
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That’s a great way to see it, Cat, a fresh start, not a scary newest beginning. Double woofs, tiny earthquakes, purrs, teeny peeps, hugs and much love xPenx
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Ha! As an artist, I know exactly what you mean about the blank page. I call it the “white of the paper”. It is so blinding when we first begin. I know. I know. You have penned it perfectly.
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So many times we stare and wonder, Leslie, can I do it? again? and we do, … hopefully always. 😀 xxx
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ah cette page blanche, elle peut nous en faire des misères parfois !!!!
bises
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