~ A Writer Of Words ~
I
put my pen to paper
but my mind is blank again.
I'm trying to remember
what to write, where to begin.
There are so many thoughts
and emotions that I feel.
Yet every time I start to write
it's as if they are not real.
Guess I'll sit back and study
all the words that I could write,
but when I put them on the lines
they never sound quite right.
They leave the critics in awe
just trying to comprehend.
I guess another writer of words
would surely understand.
Yet I keep on writing,
hoping to reach a heart...
One that can see beyond my words
and find a work of art.
~*~
Beulah Marie Starr © 2006
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