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When the Words Won'T Come

My mind just seems so out of sorts but still I long to write I struggle for the words inside with every phrase a fight Forcing creativity anxieties accrue For fear of losing something else I've grown to love so true Maybe if I had a way to trace my steps through time I could find the trigger point that changed my paradigm When balance of my mind and soul somehow seemed to shift and channeled creativity went suddenly adrift I haven't figured out as yet just how I got off track but oh the joy I'll feel inside when all my rhyme comes back Until then I'm stuck inside my head and feel so numb nothing seems the way it should when the words won't come

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Daniel Turner

Date: 6/6/2016 7:07:00 AM

It seems to me, the longer I go without writing, the harder it is to get started back. The thoughts just come in segments or flashes. This is an exceptional poem in itself. Really nice to see you writing again. You have too much talent to be silenced for very long. Don't force it, let it flow.

Jeannie Cronin
Date: 6/13/2016 8:36:00 PM

Maybe if I had my favorite collaboration partner to inspire me....

Jan Allison

Date: 6/3/2016 6:07:00 PM

It happens to us all at some time I guess Jeannie - my muse seems to go on 'holiday' and I never try and force writing - just have to wait for her to return. i do try and have a 'bank' of poems that I can dip into if necessary for when times get tough:-( hugs jan xx

Jeannie Cronin
Date: 6/4/2016 8:04:00 PM

Hi Jan, good to hear from you, hope all is well! Thanks for popping in.

John Fleming

Date: 5/31/2016 12:30:00 PM

well, Jeannie, the words certainly seem to be flowing now easily enough. Beautifully constructed - A much deserving seven! My very best regards...And warmest wishes. :) johns.

Jeannie Cronin
Date: 5/31/2016 2:49:00 PM

Hi John, this short little 3 stanza poem took more effort than my very first piece. "Blank" is not a good place to be.

Dm Babbit

Date: 5/31/2016 11:27:00 AM

And the track curves in and out while the way comes less and more clear. Nicely done.

Jeannie Cronin
Date: 5/31/2016 2:47:00 PM

Thanks, DM. I appreciate the visit. The little rabbit is adorable!

Lewis Raynes

Date: 5/30/2016 11:34:00 PM

we've all been there Jeannie, great write

Jeannie Cronin
Date: 5/31/2016 7:39:00 AM

Thanks for the support!

Lewis Raynes
Date: 5/31/2016 3:16:00 AM

I find inspiration from things around, ideas from the net, and let the poem evolve there and then from this bud.

Lewis Raynes
Date: 5/30/2016 11:57:00 PM

you have a great grip on ur words too, the more terrifying the funner the ride.

Jeannie Cronin
Date: 5/30/2016 11:45:00 PM

Hi Lewis, thanks for the visit and the comment. It's like being lost in a fog with no sense of direction. I guess you just grope around for anything familiar, hold on and wait it out. It's terrifying!