Treasure Island

Raging Minds


No ideas


I left no stone unturned
I looked high and low
In every nook and corner
But search with all my might
My mind yields no ideas.
For all my knowledge and reason
I lack what is called
Imagination
And inspiration, and insight.

It was to no avail
All my piercing and probing
And rummaging and prying
For I could find nothing
But a bare emptiness
A void, a vacuum
Extending ceaselessly
Into perpetual, boundless space.

Submitted: Friday, December 26, 2008

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  • *Trusting You* (12/26/2008 1:16:00 PM)

    I drew the short stick with imagination too. I really like this it's cool.
    I left no stone unturned
    I looked high and low
    In every nook and corner
    But search with all my might
    My mind yields no ideas.
    good lines... creative lines.
    Becca (Report) Reply

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