Poetry Corner

Chasing Inspiration

She is looking down on the blank page
Then peeps towards a book of words
Seeing her thoughts are so close
Her notions on butterfly wings.

Inspiration, for just a moment
Her pen flies across a page
Then a page flutters away,
Sighs seep from her lips.

Notes written down,

Locked up without keys
Only small ideas, for she is
Afraid to give a dream a voice.

Deficient hesitation, she will return
On the way to what she knows best,
For she is simply pursuing inspiration

A consequence of a broken butterfly net.