Work in Progress Process
Blank page awaits
No, it doesn’t wait on me—it’s a
Blank page
It doesn’t do anything
But I do
When inspired
Wait—must I wait for that?
It’s a process, you know
Discovery and meaning
I might not have just now
I might have them later
When in composing
Something happens
It’s here—hang on, it’s
Coming
On the way, I’m sure
And maybe with regret
I’m late waiting for Godot
The sun sets on my day
But wait—the
Breath of day is ending
Yet exhale and breathing-in of
Night is more inspiring!
(Waiting for Godot, a play by Samuel Beckett)
clcouch123 
May 12, 2016 at 4:57 pm
A very simple way u have written d facts & problems of a writer.
Excellent & exclusive.
May 12, 2016 at 8:48 pm
Again, thank you. I’m grateful that you’re reading what I write and post. Writers do struggle with process, don’t they?
May 14, 2016 at 3:09 am
Thanks for liking my comments.
Yes clcouch, writers r always unsatisfied people which is a quality by itself. God bless u.
May 12, 2016 at 6:37 pm
There is something different about the night’s potential wealth, I find 🙂
May 12, 2016 at 8:47 pm
You’re right. I often miss night’s richness until night happens.
May 12, 2016 at 8:58 pm
🙂
May 13, 2016 at 8:57 am
‘Breath of day is ending
Yet exhale and breathing-in of
Night is more inspiring!’
I agree!! Blank page can be intimidating, yet night will come and rescue mind! 😀
May 14, 2016 at 9:27 pm
Yes. For the imaginative mind, a day of nothing can often turn into a night of reflective, creative imagery (at least). Night, as you say, comes to the rescue!
May 16, 2016 at 1:19 am
Thank youuu! what another poetic comment from you!
May 13, 2016 at 10:02 pm
Okay, I have never experienced the writers block as they call it (I must have been born with too many things to say 😀 ) but your poem here, makes a true statement my dear friend!
Blessings,
Dajena 🙂
May 14, 2016 at 9:32 pm
You have many things to say, and they are good. I’ve often dealt with learners for whom writing is nothing but a series of stuck-points. I’ve dealt with peers and friends who feel this way about writing, too. This is for them. As Gertrude Stein said (she didn’t), A blank page is a blank page is a blank page. Thanks for your comments and your salutations, my dear friend.
May 16, 2016 at 5:34 pm
🙂 And your words bring smiles to my face, for what a beautiful soul you are dear friend.
Please enjoy a very productive week.
~Dajena ❤