The First Time

by cassie hughes   Sep 30, 2015


Blank pages stretched before me,
threatening in their stark innocence.
Black ink poised for defilement,
my hand hovered, eager yet afraid.
Now or never.
Pen met paper within a rush of
half formed images and words
that swirled and clashed like
thunder in a sunny sky.
A breath was drawn.
Then thoughts began to sort and
organise from random swirls
as finest nib collected dreams
and fed them to another greedy
virgin sheet.
This was it.
Inceptive composition of my own.

Written for a club challenge to write about a first time in 20 lines or less.

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  • 9 years ago

    by Koan

    "I am glad I didn't write about my first time in twenty lines, it may have been rude! lol"

    hahahahaha U r killing me bro!!!

    Im sorry lets get back to your poem... If I have to write about my first poem I would be so embarrassed! Lets just say it wasnt read worthy.
    I truly enjoyed this read, brought me back so much memories.. Thank you so much for posting this jewel!!! ~smiles~

  • 9 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    I am glad I didn't write about my first time in twenty lines, it may have been rude! lol

    This is great. The first attempt at a poem. The fear of rejection and failure. What if it is awful? What if I am ridiculed? Maybe the question should be: What if we never tried we would never know of have excellent writers like you...

    Well done,

    Take care,

    Michael

  • 9 years ago

    by Everlasting

    I enjoyed reading this piece.

    My favorite lines are:

    Pen met paper within a rush of
    half formed images and words
    that swirled and clashed like
    thunder in a sunny sky.

    Melikes it.

  • 9 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    "fed them to another virgin sheet" - love that line Cassie, and another delicately written, descriptive and accomplished piece.