Blank Page (poem) by Chester Hardy lll on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Micha Julian

Reviewed on January 14, 2003

Oh, yes!
love this...and that hoping to fill up...or even begin..oh, thank you!!!
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Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on January 12, 2003

well done! fortunately, a blank page does not last so long...

Reviewed by Marilyn Boling (Reader)

Reviewed on January 12, 2003

Good! 'guess that's all too familiar. Blank Page -good title.

Reviewed by Marilyn Seray

Reviewed on January 11, 2003

This must be contagious! Nice write

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)

Reviewed on January 11, 2003

Yes, Sir, this is a familiar scene!!

Reviewed by Linda Hill

Reviewed on January 11, 2003

I can indentify with this
write Chester!!
There are times words won't
come and it's very frustrating!
Great write, my friend.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on January 11, 2003

Yeah!!!
Sometimes even a pen can't write what your feelings are all about...great superb straight poem this one
Love
Tinka

Reviewed by Ois�n Breen (Reader)

Reviewed on January 11, 2003

yes

Reviewed by Zokhruf Ahmad (Reader)

Reviewed on January 11, 2003

sometimes u just don't have words to say wat u want to - aaaaahhh those troubled times! its so agitating.........u feel it......u can't say it........grat write!

Reviewed by Dee C.

Reviewed on January 11, 2003

I can relate to this so well...
The want is there...but the words somehow get tangled and fail to fall from my mind.
Well said!
~ Dee

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on January 10, 2003

Highly polished and full of thought provoking words.

Good job!

--Susan

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on January 10, 2003

Great write, I could never just sit and write, if not inspired, at that moment, I am not searching my soul.

William

Reviewed by Erin Kelly-Moen

Reviewed on January 10, 2003

:) Yeah, Chester!! Love it! One thing I never do is open a blank page without a thought, then it either flows, or self-destructs...many blank pages are opened in the shower, or the car, or in some child-free events, and are lost forever as themselves, but work their way back into the picture as something else, that cooperates with itself, and me...ha, do you see why??! One moments thought is worth a thousand words!!

Erin
:)