I'm grasping at straws
as words slip
unseen through fingers.
I cannot sit here
lined paper
just laughing at me.
I grab my pencil
awaken
the muse within me.
Words finally pour
drowning out
the blank page's taunts.
I thought it might be fun to toy a bit more with the lune -- more specifically the Kelly Lune. The last (and first) time I worked with both the Kelly lune and Collum lune, creating a pairing on the same topic. With this go around I thought I'd try a string of lunes that (might) alone stand as independent poems, but linked to tell a story of sorts.
This is my offerings for this week's dVerse Poets Pub OpenLinkNight. If you get a chance, check out all of the talented poets who have stepped up into the spotlight.
