Blankety-blank

FLOWN are all my muse’s musings; I
SALVE my sadness with a sigh, and
WATCH the blank page turning blanker;
GRAPHic nothing strikes my eye.

3 comments

    1. Nope, his expression suited my poem! I’m not even sure which Thomas Chalmers this is. Didn’t have time yesterday to investigate.

Leave a comment