Nothing To See

A Senryu

my pen nib scratches
the surface of a blank page
invisible ink

Reviews

[Soren]

Been there, done that. What a great Haiku very identifiable and tangible. At the same time it is psychological and metaphorical in that so many times choices in life are not clear or apparent and we sit without knowing how to act, frozen in inaction. Great write

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks Soren. Pleased you can relate. It happens to all us writers. All the best.

Chris

[Cherrie Palmer]

But if we use the ovaltine invisible ink. I can read your secret message with a flashlight 🔦

[Chris Shaw]

Cherrie, thank you for the smile. Have a lovely day.

Chris

[Pete]

i guess she'll have to press harder and go deeper. at least there won't be a struggle to erase anything. cleverly done ... :)

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks Pete. My muse is certainly playing hard to get these days. Have a great day.

Chris

[1809 Black Plague Decem..]

Dear Chris Shaw, love it,
a pen and a rib, great imagery
a torture so harsh,
love the whole imagery again,
and a pen with pages of non taken,
great write!
----1809 Black Plague December

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you for another visit. I appreciate you sharing your thoughts. All the best.

Chris

[1809 Black Plague December]

your welcome Chris,

[duff]

This put a smile on my face. Clever imagination. Indecision time to erase it all. Start again. Beautifully executed.

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks duff. Always good to have a visit from you and to read your thoughts. Have a good day.

Chris

[keith]

this is one of those days
i had to look up 'nib' ... i learned a word for the day, thanks!
there is much here said in few words
your point is well taken

[Chris Shaw]

Hi Keith, pleased you stopped by. Many thanks and all the best.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

Some nights, hard to write dear Chris. I put on "The picture of Dorian Gray'' on YouTube book.. His quotes in the tale. Awake me with the sad jazz. Nice use of words and good morning from Michigan.
Coyote

[Chris Shaw]

Hi Coyote. So right, sometimes the words won’t come. Music helps my friend. Thank you fir sharing your thoughts.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Chris.

[red93]

I like to think of u still writing with a Pen Chris it suits your Image - or is it all part of the same metaphor for when the Words won't arrive ? Either way this nice 5-7-5 resonates with magic - Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[Chris Shaw]

I do actually scribble away with a pen Tony. Always have a notebook and pen with me wherever I go. Thank you for your kind review. Have a good weekend.

Chris

[Ladysue]

This made me laugh ‘cause I seem to have that invisible ink often. Great title for this short poem that packs a highly relatable punch. :)

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks Ladysue. It is comforting to know you relate and I am not alone :)

Chris

[Ken e Bujold]

well if you were moneypenny, this would be fabulous, but for a poet, quite unbecoming. use a pencil next time :)

[Chris Shaw]

Ha! Ken. I love your humour. Thanks a bunch for your visit.

Chris

[Perdition]

A Senryu indeed and yep that ghost of satire and humanity is very much there. I sense the poet staring up and staring in...dreaming, wondering, thinking, maybe a growl or two with tea, and then this casts its way in with the patter of rain or sunlight at the dawn, as she settles out the window and into the day and probably is already into the next Haiku. Myself, I have never been one for the forms but I do appreciate and make myself aware of them ...like a kitten with a new collar on me, and yet both Rumi and Lao Tzu are right here beside me every night and every morning along with more books than blankets. You'd think I'd buy more than a pen light by now as I read them mostly through the night. This one's smooth, and very, very filling as Seynru goes...amazing art really.

[Chris Shaw]

You are very kind with your comments:) I smiled as well, as you sense my frustration and moods when I can not put pen to paper. I also have far more poetry books than blankets. Thank you for your visit my friend. I hope the day treats you well.

Chris