November 2, 2012
By Love4Reading.99 SILVER, Justice, Illinois
Love4Reading.99 SILVER, Justice, Illinois
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My pencil hesitates over the paper.
What shall I write about?
I close my eyes and focus.
Thoughts and memories flow through my mind
Like brightly colored jewels falling from the heavens.
My eyes fly open and I smile.
Aha! There it is-
The birth of an idea.

The author's comments:
I wrote this poem one night when I was completely stumped about what to write about. I had a major writer's block! So instead of writing about a memory, dream, or experience like I usually do, I decided to write about my thinking process. This poem was fun to write because I had never written about that before. I hope that people will be interested in seeing how others think.

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