Writer’s Block
On virtual blank page
A blinking cursor stops words
From being born
Wordless.
Cosmic night, infinite and still
no one here
“You are alone.”
a whisper echoed...
Clung to a fairytale,
but lost the grip.
A cock grew, aurora saved
me from falling into emptiness
.............
AucklandPoetry.com presents Poet Resident JAN OSKAR HANSEN on http://OSKAR.AUCKLANDPOETRY.COM
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
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