Fading ink <br />~ <br />the words which flowed <br />from pen to page <br />in a steady stream <br />have trickled silently <br />into a vacant space <br />silent prose sits impatiently <br />awaiting the spark <br />to ignite inspiration <br />to fire up the pen <br />and resume its flow <br />of words from pen to paper <br />but a nothingness holds <br />space for rent across the page <br />a canvas of thought <br />where words once ran <br />the old ink fades <br />in the light of a new day<br /><br />Matthew Holloway<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fading-ink-2/
