by Focus
© 2000 Focus, all rights reserved
It is time to write for Writers tonight.
My mind is a blank. Inspiration took flight.
Should I add a page to my family lore?
Add a chapter to tale that I started before?
My mind is a blank. I'm in a dry spot.
Need to use all five words - and two's all I've got.
I mess up again. One more paper I crinkle.
Trying to write an acceptable jingle.
I'm flat out of time. This poem's at a halt.
I started too late. I know. It's my fault.