Elope

I didn't know
where inspiration went
nor why it absconded!
My desire to write
eloped with my imaginative drive.

A choking crowd,
ideas stayed locked
in my small head
and I didn't know 
how to ease them out.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Michael Avatar
September 16, 2017 at 7:26 AM
Great piece. Things sometimes turn out that way. It's just a matter of time, inspiration comes back better.
Iloduba Jnr Avatar
February 4, 2010 at 7:51 AM
mmmhhhhhhhh! feels more like i know where u re coming from.sometimes they flee.other times they just get stuck.either way,they re always connected to you.......what inspires you?
Devonshire Avatar
February 27, 2009 at 6:32 PM
Jide, What a clever poem! "My desire to write eloped with my imaginative drive" is something to which all poets can relate. You have a gift to share! I'm looking forward to reading more of your work, Carolyn
Mac Donald Avatar
February 18, 2009 at 5:10 AM
Ouch...been there, Jide, it happens to me when other things try to jump into the forefront. Would be fun to knock the others to the side, but your "desires" and "ideas" will come back into focus...for they are never far off. Another well delivered piece! Best to you..Mikki
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