In a flurry of pages
And spaces blank;
Various stages
Of works in ink.
An incomplete story,
Scribbled in haste;
Lines of poetry,
Left to waste.
Unfinished drawings,
And wise mens' quotes;
Fill in the margins,
Of pages I've wrote.
CastlesInTheSky wrote:
In a flurry of pages
And spaces blank;
Various stages
Of works in ink.
Now, I think this verse was very well worded, and created a brisk, crisp atmosphere, which I think is the effect you are aiming for. However, you seem to have a rhyming pattern in the rest of this poem which goes, 1,2,1,2. If you get my drift. And so technically-speaking, 'blank' should rhyme with 'ink'. But I understand the word choice is very important so you may want to leave it ike that. Also; I think 'words' might be a better word than 'works', but that's just a personal preference. If 'works' works for you (no pun intended), then go for it!
In a flurry of pages
And spaces blank;
Various stages
Of works in ink.
An incomplete story,
Scribbled in haste;
And wise mens' quotes;
Fill in the margins,
Of pages I've wrote.