The Blank Page by Nada Adel Sobhi – Poem

The blank page

Stares at me

Taunts me

It knows I'm blank inside

I call words to my mind

But none land on my page

They slip through,

My hand unsure;

They don't fit,

Unlike Cinderella's glass slipper

I watch the waves before me

But they too offer naught

They water spray attempts to hinder me

But I am adamant,

Pen in hand,

Resolute.

I will not falter

Before the blank page

Before my lazy muse

Before my tired body

You will not deter me

From my quest

To fill a page,

Fill the void

I call upon the ancient power

Of the mighty sea

Fill me with your words,

Wisdom spoken to thousands before me,

Philosophers and storytellers

I know you bear the power,

Give me an inkling of it.

The pen moves

Words flow

I lose control

Like a trance

An avalanche

Fills my page

Finally

I lay my pen down

Close my eyes

And breathe.

I open them

To see pages upon pages

Of words and wisdom

A gentle wave at my feet

Reminds me whom to thank

I bow my head,

Whisper my gratitude

I have conquered

The blank page!

By: Nada Adel Sobhi