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The Blank Page

A poem by Laura Grody

An animated blank piece of paper stands on a desk and stares wistfully out the window at t

​This short screenplay was inspired by the one and only poem I've ever written. 

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There's something about a piece of crisp, white, blank paper - so much potential lies within it. Before it's met with a drop of ink, the world is its oyster - it can become anything we want it to be! ​

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One day it occurred to me that the paper itself might have a thought about that...

The Poem

A blank piece of paper
Stares up at me
“What will you make of me?
What will I be?”

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“Will I be a sonnet?
A beautiful rhyme?
Of passioned young lovers
Suspended in time?”

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“A sweet melody
Of two turtle doves?
Or knights who slay dragons
To rescue true loves!”

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It sees my sharp pencil
And urges me on
“Fill me with beauty
Fill me with song!”

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“Make me a tale
Meant for the big screen
Or musical play
Where dancing is seen!”

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“Make me a letter
In Spanish or French
From the man to the Pirate
Who captured his Wench”

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The blank page stares up at me
Dreamy and white
Awaiting the genius
Inside to ignite

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It begs for creation
The pressure increases
It’s driving me mad
I’m falling to pieces

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My thoughts are so scattered
Unfocused, disjointed
I must choose words wisely
Lest I disappoint it

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The right combination
Of letters, I need
In just the right order
At just the right speed

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To make the page happy
To set the page free
To let it rejoice
In the brilliance in me

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My pencil is poised
The page waits to be pleased
Then out comes the genius!
Get milk, bread and cheese

Sunflowers
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