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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




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Cool poem! I like the concept, I write about it as well. Imagery was fantastic, the ink and the "crimson margin", "colorless marble". Really epic description. The structure is pleasing and the subtle rhyming keeps it pleasant to read.

"Like staring down a gun's barrel" Perfect analogy.

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Hey!

Okay, the first thing that struck me as the page loaded was the presentation. The central alignment kind of threw me off here, and I didn't see any significant reason for it. A left-alignment would work better.

Now, the concept here is great. It's a good idea for a poem, and the thoughts and insights you give your reader sort of work. But there's something missing in the delivery, like there's not really much emotion at all. I mean, don't get all weepy about a blank piece of paper, of course, but try to put something into it. For a writer, the blank piece of paper might be a thrill, as if the start of an adventure that could go anywhere. It could be a shock, as if it has to be filled as quickly as possible. There are a lot of ways you can play with emotion, even though the subject is something so objective.

Your description is lovely. But again, it's a little lacking in emotion. I can see what you're telling me, but I can't feel it. I want to be excited, feel the adrenaline rush of going where nobody has ever gone before. There's so much you could make me feel here, but all I'm getting is a cold sort of emptiness.

Otherwise, I can tell that you've worked hard on this, and I think that it's just the emotion that's lacking. So I hope I helped, and if there's anything more I can do, please don't hesitate to PM me, and I'll be happy to help you out.
~Grin
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She's alive because she is not dead,
and junk."
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