I stare at the paper
White with blue lines
Empty of writing.
As I stare needing to express
I see golden sands
Star sparkled waves.
Instead of words pouring
Beach towels, tanning lotions
Sun glasses, empty mugs.
Paragraphs ……. Forming
Footprints lapped up by foam
Re appearing from time to time.
Sentences, phrases, words
Laughter, smiles tenderness
Water splashing, shell gathering.
Thesis statement, introduction
Whit sails silhouetted against
Fiery golden burning sinking
Results, discussion, outcomes
Reds, yellows, pinks, blues
Spreading slowly
White, empty paper
Memories, dreams hopes
Warm feelings content.
March 2nd 2000
Sometimes we are imprisoned in reality !! & no way out even with wings of poetry !!
Hope you finish with your Phd soon !!