Poem

Poem by Angela Prew

There is nothing I can think of for this poem
my mind is absolutely blank.
Do I write of love in June?
Kisses ‘neath the moon?
I wish I knew. Already it is Wednesday,
my brain is spinning in a frenzy,
they have to have it by tomorrow
and to my lasting sorrow,
if I’m completely frank,
there’s nothing on my screen that I can show ’em.

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5 thoughts on “Poem

  1. If this is how you write when you have nothing to write about, then I am only waiting to see what you write when you have find to write on…
    A very nice and inspiring poem… I am pretty sure that by the time you got to finishing off this one, you had found your topic !! ๐Ÿ™‚
    Have a wonderful week ahead..

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