A blank page waiting, unmarked pristine,
a white screen ready for the film to screen,
a bare t-shirt hoping for some catchy words,
an unfilled petition catching signatures,
a silent keyboard sitting, yearning to be played
a clean tablecloth wanting to be laid
a frozen lake desiring for the sun to call,
a snowy path craving footsteps to fall,
a clear sky dreaming of stars to ignite,
a dark window poised for dawn’s first light,
a blinking cursor impatient for that next thought,
a blank page where all of our dreams are caught.