Filling The Blank Page

Filling The Blank Page

A Poem by Amy

Staring at a blank page

waiting for emotion to bubble up.

Which one will come first?

Anger? Frustration? Joy?

I patiently wait for one to surface,

and yet I feel dread.

I don't want to face the negative.

And I can't deal with the good

for it's time is bittersweet.

All of my silver linings

eventually tarnish...

 

So despair rears its ugly head first.

How are ya?

I'd say "long time no see"

but I'd be a liar.

You've become my bosom buddy.

My despair, my friend.

Feeling lost and alone,

with no one to comfort me

no one to hold me

no one to fight for me

no one to care one way or the other.

Just me.

 

Me & my despair.

I wear it like a cloak

to comfort me and keep others out.

Funny thing, comfort.

You find it in the strangest places.

Utter despair. No hope. All is lost.

 

But yet I go on.

What a dichotomy.

What irony.

What's the point?

 

Mybe life is just like a long,

arduous Seinfeld episode.

There is no point,

but you watch and laugh anyway.

 

 

5/11/98

© 2008 Amy


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Amy,

I thin... no I know, we have all been there or soon will be.

Despair or Blank Page? or Despair due Blank Page? Perfectly planned and no forcing to be seen. You meant this and it is evident.

I do as well love the reference to the Seinfeld episodes... good job on your comparison.

I do hope you continue to write...

Should place one of your poems in the contest Enlightenment, on Poetic Infusion Society.

Have a marvelous day.

Legacy

Posted 13 Years Ago


Funny thing, comfort. You find it in the strangest places... i really enjoy these lines.. and i do believe life can be like a seinfeld episode.. funny yet, odd and different...

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Walking through dark places is obviously something you have done. The writing takes you there, but for some reason also implies a motivation not to be overcome. It's lonely and full of despair, but between the lines there's a promise. Then it gets paid off with the reference to Seinfield. Personally, I think life isn't a story about nothing...but that doesn't negate the pain in the learning.

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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