Beginner

when the blank page stare at me A world of possibility l see A carcass waiting to be filled with words that will make my heart thrill The beginning of writing a poem ls like stepping into a new home Each word a brick, each line a wall Creating a space of thoughts With pen in hand and mind on fire l let my creativity inspire The first words are always hardest But once they flaw , the rest is furthest So let the journey begin As pen scratches the page again For with each poem that is written anew A piece of poet is shared with you