Tuesday, February 5, 2013
NOTHING TO SAY
I sit, pen in hand
awaiting a muse
A person, place or thing
there's so many to choose
Yet nothing arrives
No story, no thoughts
No laughs or a lesson
Today, none will be taught
But the emptiness speaks
in a voice strong and loud
This day might say nothing
Tomorrow?
Words might be found....
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