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Absorbed

It has been quite a while since inspired pen has met with paper Minutes have dripped into days inspiration has become a stranger I have so many gorgeous pens yellow, gold, blue, purple, black My instruments perfectly lined yet my thoughts I can't unpack As I grasp for clear ideas they slip slide so smooth and clean Melted crystals poured on palms they leave a reflective sheen As I desperately seek out myself within these patterns of liquid light I'm absorbed into the desert like my hands now cracked and white Let me close these ancient eyes Travel to a place beyond frustration Within the land of my slumber I will live within imagination There colours will be brighter nothing will slip through outstretched hand I'll be the master of my dominion my mind will flex as I command Nothing will be impossible Until night turns into day That's when my eyes will surely open and my dreams will slip away!

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John Hamilton

Date: 12/13/2016 10:04:00 AM

Wonderful write Rick, loved everything, I think we all go through dry spells but yours was so dreamy! A7

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 1/11/2017 3:15:00 PM

Thanks John.

Freddie Robinson Jr.

Date: 12/2/2016 11:25:00 AM

Ah, the elusive spark of creativity. Captured elegantly in this poem, Richard. Wonderful poem w/truth displayed in the words. Every poet/poetess knows what you're talking about. Love the poem though. Love and many blessings to you.

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 12/2/2016 11:48:00 AM

Blessings to you as well Freddie.

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 11/27/2016 5:41:00 PM

Wow Richard, welll this poem certainly sounds inspired! I felt carried away in your dream! 7 ; )

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 11/30/2016 3:32:00 AM

Thanks Connie;0)

Demetrios Trifiatis

Date: 11/27/2016 4:34:00 PM

Richard my friend, be fair to yourself for you are creating something more precious than a poem: A house! You are absorbed by it and rightly so. You are a very good poet and never your muse is going to abandon you no matter what! When the house is completed you be back stronger! A seven my friend!

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 11/30/2016 3:29:00 AM

Thanks Demetrios for your visit and thoughtful words.

Arthur Vaso

Date: 11/27/2016 4:33:00 PM

If this is writers block, then please give me some of that!! I can tell you this, is not the quantity, however I surely know when I come to your page to read I will never be disappointed, hope all is well with you both!

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 11/30/2016 3:30:00 AM

Thanks Arthur, sorry I have had so little time to read or comment.

Mama Bear

Date: 11/27/2016 3:26:00 PM

Know the feeling Have not had anything to write in some time so am glad to see you writing again. Your words always flow so well and always are good writing and reading Keep doing what you do so we can share your brilliance. Love Mom

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 11/30/2016 3:31:00 AM

Thanks mom, love back to you.

Jerry T Curtis

Date: 11/27/2016 3:16:00 PM

Richard---Don't let those dreams slip away--we need more from you---God Bless

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 11/30/2016 3:32:00 AM

God bless you as well Jerry.

Tim Smith

Date: 11/27/2016 12:24:00 PM

This is great Richard. It is very smooth ...a fave

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 11/27/2016 2:27:00 PM

Wow, thanks Tim.

Caycay Jennings

Date: 11/27/2016 12:11:00 PM

I wish I wrote this well when my muse vanished or whatever it does. A flowing and absorbing bit of talent, this is. I loved reading it and appreciating it. It rolled and rocked, Richard ... CayCay

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 11/27/2016 2:27:00 PM

Thanks CayCay, your comment brought a smile.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 11/27/2016 11:38:00 AM

Richard. I LOVE this one. Best poem I think I read all morning. Never lose the ability to write this way! FAVE

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 11/27/2016 2:26:00 PM

Thanks Andrea. You are kind.

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 11/27/2016 11:11:00 AM

When my dreams slip away too quick.. I just create a new dream...A waking dream..Its usually in my thought..just for a little while than it leaves like the one before it.Am so happy to see you writing Rick .May your muse tickle your pen more oftenly...We ll be waiting.: )

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 11/27/2016 2:26:00 PM

Thanks Charmaine, it's not so much a lack of inspiration but rather a lack of time to concentrate.

Carol B.

Date: 11/27/2016 10:29:00 AM

Richard I can relate! Happy to see this wonderful poem. :)

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 11/27/2016 10:30:00 AM

Thanks Carol.;0)