Blank Page
A blank page is daunting
Like starring down a gun's barrel
It makes your heart flutter
And your mind race
You can visualize the words
Inky words that spout from pen tips
And trickle down your arm
The familiar rhythm of spirals
And arches
Flow across the page
From margin
To crimson margin
As beautiful as velvet waves
Lapping against a pale shore
And soon its wonder is revealed
An elaborate statue
Sculpted from colorless marble
A blank page may be daunting
But to the trained eye
It's nothing more
Than an unpainted canvas
Waiting to be turned
Into flawless art
A blank page is daunting
Like starring down a gun's barrel
It makes your heart flutter
And your mind race
You can visualize the words
Inky words that spout from pen tips
And trickle down your arm
The familiar rhythm of spirals
And arches
Flow across the page
From margin
To crimson margin
As beautiful as velvet waves
Lapping against a pale shore
And soon its wonder is revealed
An elaborate statue
Sculpted from colorless marble
A blank page may be daunting
But to the trained eye
It's nothing more
Than an unpainted canvas
Waiting to be turned
Into flawless art
