346. Words on Paper

The word are there
All jumbled together
Wanting to come out,
With nowhere to go
The images race
through my mind
A blur of colour
   and emotion
The pen waits ... ready and poised
The paper remains blank
The pages untouched
No blemishes of any kind

Longing and desire are there
An ache of release needed
Clarity, a wish fulfilled

Wanting to make sense of things
A flurry of thoughts wish to escape
And yet they stay stuck
The words on paper do not come