Inky Iritation

Inky Iritation

A Poem by Lauren Xena Campbell


An Empty page.


Tap. Tap.

A word? ...No!



Ready Pen Go!


Tap. Tap. Tap.



Impatint hand,

Enthused heart,

A prime location too,

Quant cafe, Star street,

Watch the gritter lorry drive by,

The playful snow fights,

Hands holding hands held in mittens,


It’s cold out there.



Steaming beverage, the saint of expreso,

Tap. Tap.

Should have had hot choc with marchmellows,

Waste not,

What’s on the menu,

Any inspiration today?

A paragraph scrap , creme bullea,

Roast duck, french onion,

Nothing plays,

Just fill up the bread basket please,


The lone leaf decays,

Check please,

Tap. Tap.

I’m off to a new location,

Out into the wintery wilds,

Words may start coming,




 And Tap again,

Wait ,

Hold the phone...


...What is that tapping?

I left my pen at home!

© 2010 Lauren Xena Campbell

Author's Note

Lauren Xena Campbell
I’ve recently been going through my filling cabenit and all my old notebooks and odd scrapes of paper and found this poem I wrote a few years back to help get back in the game after a few days writers block. I know its not the greatest poem in the world or even a medioca one but it made me smile when I reread it for the first time since writing so I thought I’d share.

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Actually, this is fantastic. I know I've been in this situation waiting for inspiration, love this one, it works perfectly.

Posted 10 Years Ago

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Added on September 23, 2010
Last Updated on September 23, 2010
Tags: pen, ink, writers block


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