Jul 25, 2019Jul 24, 2019the50yearoldpoet3 Comments

Drawing a Blank

My inspiration has ended

up on rocky ground

while my imagination

cannot be found.

Instead my mind

is drawing a blank,

held prisoner and being

forced to walk the plank.

I am looking for signs

which may lead to my escape,

searching hard for

any encouraging landscape

where I can let

my thoughts run free

and I can find the person

I always wanted to be.

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