Empty Pages

Before a writing session, I always glance at my empty page That haunts me in my sleep. I have an inner battle Between my fear and imagination Before an idea settles in. Only a few hours in And my creative energy escalates As ideas and words fill the page. The empty page is no longerContinue reading “Empty Pages”

Messy Creation

I watch as my friends grab bottles and cups, Paints and water. They run around and are interested, Bursting with bubbly joy at their artwork. I ask them what they painted And they respond with fluid art. I see the beautiful drips that are so free and happy And I wonder if I should giveContinue reading “Messy Creation”

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