Writer's Flow: a poem

Once upon a time
I was still trying to find a
Way to start this
Had my paper
Straight and flat on the table
Pencil high above
Waiting
In anticipation
For
The
Cataclysmic
Clash
With which words are born
Ideas are brought forward
Stringed together like a street fighter Hadouken
Flowing
Towards something I hope will satisfy
Along the way
Creating
Worlds
Times
People
And
Places
That come in different shapes and sizes
But I guess it's all about the beginning
How should I start it off
With
A
Bang
Or
Do I let it sizzle
And
Let the reader wait
In anticipation
Like my pencil
As it
Waits
For my command
To
Start
The sentence
That eventually
Leads
To
The end
 
Category:Poetry