Blank page, Blank page – why do you mock me so?

Blank page, Blank page – where do my thoughts go?

Blank page, Blank page – why must you steal from me?

Blank page, Blank page – oh, let my words type free!

Emptiness is as pure as fulfillment reflecting two dimensions of the same universe contained within. A page without words speaks as much true volume as a page built out with complex sentences, dangling participles and vivid vocabulary.

It is not mass that determines weight in writing, it is matter.

Says the writer who is unable to think of anything to write about tonight.

Imagine the breadth of your deepest, most joyous intellect gently wafting its way around the hemispheres of your brain percolating a full bodied brew of wonderfully whimsical wisdom.

Then write it down, send it to me so that I have something to post on here.

🙂

Peace.