Not Blank
Staring at the blank page,
thinking what to write;
Its been 15 minutes,
still thinking what to write;
My mind is not blank but white,
as colours of thoughts they mix to white.
Posted May 20, 2022, 3:23 PM UTC · edited
Staring at the blank page,
thinking what to write;
Its been 15 minutes,
still thinking what to write;
My mind is not blank but white,
as colours of thoughts they mix to white.
Posted May 20, 2022, 3:23 PM UTC · edited
Build on this! I like how you are writing through writers block. I think your best tool could be more metaphors and imagery. Good work!
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I like how you used your lack of inspiration as an inspiration for the poem, and the way you sort of "explained" the difficulty of finding an inspiration to write on, by not having an empty mind, but one too colorful to derive any idea from. I really enjoyed it.
Reading this poem reminds me of the tension I feel when looking at a blank page. It's intriguing that you use color to describe your mind because I'm asking friends all the time 'what color is your mind?' and getting intriguing answers. This was an intriguing answer. Thank you.