"Once upon a time"

I write on a sheet of paper

Then I stop

Perplexed

Musing on what I should

Write next.

This is the writer's dilemma

Pleasure mixed with pain

One sheet of paper

Conveys an infinite amount Of space

Where you find yourself

Adrift

Vague thoughts and ideas

To sift

Yet nothing stands out

As a gem

 So you keep going

Hoping to stumble

Upon the sublime.

Then you pause

Stare at the windowsill

Your attention caught

Tangled in the thicket

of a dead rose bush

You blush

Ashamed

Its skeletal

Outline etched in your brain.