by Amanda Eunpu
Her eyes search the form expectantly,
Trying to find the rules and regulations
That tell her what she may write about.
Voila! There it is!
The sky’s the limit.
Her hand takes its place poised above the blank paper in front of her,
Waiting for the inspiration that is sure to come.
It hits her like she knew it would,
as hard as a rock and as strong as a hurricane.
Her hand flies across the page,
jotting it down as swiftly as it comes to her
And then her hand stills.
She folds the paper slowly and seals the envelope hesitantly.
Though she may not know everything,
She knows it won’t win, but that is not the point.
She knows her heart was in it, and she knows
That is the only thing that matters.
Poem Copyright © 2011 by Amanda Eunpu