When my pen runs dry

When my pen runs dry,

when my ink is gone,

the words will not come.

I know they are there,

but they will not come.

And sometimes,

I have to wait awhile

for the ink to fill up again.

The ink could fill up anytime,

perhaps when I go somewhere

see something

hear something

read something

that makes the ink come rushing back

something that makes the words go 

drip-drip from my pen

I just have to wait

Perhaps a little while

Perhaps a long while

But they will come.

They will come.

Photo credit: Jonathunder (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0 (www.creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0) or GFDL (www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html)], via Wikimedia Commons

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