Empty

 

I open up my little brain

To rummage for ideas,

But all the shelves are empty:

It’s the worst of writers’ fears!

There are cobwebs in the corners,

And balls of tumbleweed,

But simply no creative thoughts –

The one thing that I need!

Inventiveness depleted,

My cupboards are just bare;

It’s such a disappointment

There’s no stories left to share.

So maybe if I wait awhile

My larder will restock,

My imagination bursting

To dispel my writer’s block!

Emma H, age 26, 16/11/2017

 

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