Poem: The Blank Page

blank paper with pen and coffee cup on wood table
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The white cat in a snow storm
is staring at me
though there’s no sign of its face
and those glaring eyes

I had soon better come up
with something
or it will soon morph into black
and hide in the coal house

copyright Francis Barker 2019