456. Poem by Jaden Knight

He sat in silence waiting for the words to come
three hours in his office chair and still a blank page
he began to lose all hope

Then like a tsunami they exploded into his thoughts
and flooded his mind with their quantity
they spilled out and leaked from his pen
as lines started to be completed

There was no stopping him now
as long as the flow kept on
he would write until his pages were filled
or the words streamed no more

He did not produce a master piece
but to him it didn't seem to matter
what counted was that he wrote all he could
until the next waves broke on his mental shore