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Poem - The Scribble

 The Scribble


What to write?

is a daunting question

A clean, white paper

is what makes me waver


A chance for something unique and great

Appreciation and longing for fame

A fear to not write anything but great

Makes everyday seem the same


Sitting and staring at the clean, white paper

Ideas running through my head

But as I write, they stop dead

Not good, stupid, lame!

Were the thoughts that dominated my head


My pen screeched ‘boring’

Negative thoughts and emotions were soaring

Filled with tension and anticipation

I started with a dabble,

A scribbly scribble


A page that was once completely white

is now as black as a starry night

I let my emotions run completely free

My tension is then released

And now I feel much more merry



This time I write

Not for glory or fame

Don’t care if it is lame


This time I write for fun and cheer

For it is the fun and enjoyment in 

Writing that I hold dear


This poem was chosen as a finalist and then chosen as a runner up in the conVERSE poetry slam organised by Beyond The Box.
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