Blue Inked Pages

Twenty five unfinished projects
A thousand ideas
I am writing again.
Blue inked the pages one letter at a time.

poetry and prose
forming
well constructed sentences
with grace and demeanor.

Seamless transitions show no evidence of
writer’s block.

Gracefully
sentences
rest
on the page.

I swallow words whole by the mouthful.
Gobbling and slirpping each one.

I found a new launching pad.
Write, write, write.
Write while there is still time.
Something interesting.
Something brave.
Something captivating.
Something tangiable.
Something real.

I create.
I destroy.
I write.