A Hundred Words


By #B27321

A hundred words
it must be
you said to me.

What to pull from my head
to fill this thread?
Since word count
Is pressed upon thee,
thy enemy.

Let’s see
what will flee
from this starving mind.

Story time
and I cannot find
a thing to fill this blank page.
I try to rhyme
—making it harder still—
hoping the flow
will help me to the goal.

Still my skill falters
and a hundred words
looms like a prison gate.

I roll my shoulders,
Crack my neck, and smile,
glad to see

I still got what it takes.

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