Listening for words
waiting for a voice
to whisper in my ear
hoping I'll recognize
it when I hear it--
if I hear it--
not knowing what
to expect
sitting in anticipation
of something
(but what?)
not knowing anything
more than the
blank page
and the pen in
my hand
poised over the page
waiting to hear
what I've never heard before
praying I'll be able to
catch the words
with my pen
and bring them
to the page
like pearls
drawn from
the depths
of the sea.
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