It happens sometimes that one hits the wrong button. As in this case, I pressed a button (are they really called ‘buttons’?) which brought up a blank page. Not knowing what to do with or about it, I started writing and this came out:
A Blank Page
What to write when suddenly
A blank page stands in front of me!
It’s but to fill it – but with what?
Daily news both bleak and dreary
Filling ear and piercing eye
Via the overloaded drained, strained brain.
So much for day’s TV.
Info of another kind, where black holes find themselves headlined –
Stupefying wonders to the likes of me,
Might fill my page ineffably,
Broadening a brooding mood of triviality
Which harm a sense of good half veiled
And shrouded by the bad.
The blank, unused and unfilled paper,
Though computerised
And will end up in cyber skies,
Is something rich – a helping hand;
No caper to be joked about, ignored, and, and,..
It is a treasure ill-ignored,
A storehouse/keeper and procedure
To converse, the emphasis on ‘verse’
With you.
A Blank Page 4.12.2019/revised 2.18.2020 Our Times, Our Culture II; Circling Round Computers; The Processes: Creative, Thinking; Meditative II; Arlene Nover Corwin
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