There’s nothing there,
There! You blank page!
Compositioned
Into lines,
To hold my words!?
With everything
Around me there, there
You are, blank-paged!
Compositioned
Into verses of words!
What if there,
There, there are
Compositions,
Without lines,
Paging my words?!
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 10/12/08
Thanks Erin for sharing this posting
love & peace be with you
William
My great thanks for your review.
Your poem is sharp, written with cutting precision - exceptional!
Best wishes,
Lance
Be always safe,
Karen
Oh, I love this one, captures the anger, the frustration, and yes, even a bit of joy at being paged. :) Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
HERE - THERE -
THEY'RE EVERYWHERE -
BLANK SPACES -
JUST WAITING, WAITING -
TO BE FILLED!
TOM.
Sandie Angel :o)