A Blank Page

Accidental Poet



Empty and bare

The page awaits

For input from my Muse

Of which my heart relates

 

But there

Upon a blank page

It’s ready for the dance

My Muse’s favorite stage

 

For even a dream

Still unrealized

With room to grow

A place to materialize

 

When she reaches deep

Within my aging heart

Bringing out my best

To the page we are of part

 

And so, of a blank page

I may often stare

Of pride that’s yet to be

Not just words it wears

 

Copyright © Robert Hays 2014

  • Author: Sharon\'s Poet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 29th, 2021 07:27
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments6

  • Accidental Poet

    Thank you kindly my lady. 😉

  • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

    Lovely words , AP 🙂🙂

    • Accidental Poet

      Thank you rose. Glad you like it. 😉

    • orchidee

      Good write AP.
      You know my poem of the same, or similar, title?
      There's no words to it, but it goes on for 4,367 verses.
      How do we know when we've reached the end of it?
      Do shut up now Orchi. lol.

      • Accidental Poet

        No Orchi, I've not seen it. Do I need my ear plugs? 😁

      • Saxon Crow

        Beautifully written AP. Love it

        • Accidental Poet

          Thanks Sax. Glad you enjoyed reading it.

        • Neville



          yep ... just beautiful ................... N

          • Accidental Poet

            Thanks N. My Muse says go with the flow, so I do as told. 😉

          • Fay Slimm.

            I truly agree A.P. You outline exactly the actions of an interested Muse as we writers plod on to produce more meaningful words.

            • Accidental Poet

              Thank you Fay. Can't help but follow my Muse's lead. 😉



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