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The aches and pains are more bearable, the slow car in front of me becomes the essence of my next poem, taking my time, remembering to breathe as the words flow from my fingers.
The prompt at OctPoWriMo. today is: We write because we must...
My lungs can't expand enough without words.
I need to say yes to that next adventure because good things are coming and all of it is fodder for the page, for my words, for the words floating in the clouds
to crawl under my skin
until I can't stop
the itch won't let me
the itch begs me to begin
so I sit
my fingers rest on the keys and they begin to move
slowly at first
and then faster
until I am breathing deeply
air filling my lungs again
smile on my face
joy back in my life
as the words
dance on the page
can feel the momentum buildingReplyDelete
Loved this journey of words.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Payal!Delete
I can just see the words dancing! I can also see the poet's inhalation as she begins to write. :O)ReplyDelete
And for me, the itching comes behind my fingernails.
Love that you can see and feel so much with the poem. Thank you!Delete
I know many love the momentum (and I agree), but you already got me at this: "waitingReplyDelete
to crawl under my skin".
That takes me to SO many places, wow!
Glad it pulled you in. Thank you!Delete
I'm with Angela. You had me from those beginning words. Thank you -- and your muse. xoAReplyDelete
apt description of the process! like an engine warming upReplyDelete
Yes, exactly! Thank you!Delete
An inspiring write. Those restless fingers sync with words to form poetry :)ReplyDelete
I love how you itch for the paper to come closer than touch, a bond to never be broken.ReplyDelete
I like that "faster and faster"... that's how it feels for me too.ReplyDelete
I like the unconventinoal for of your poem too. The "waiting/wanting/desiring/the page"... Thank you for writing.
I think every writer can relate to this! Beautifully written.
Yes, thank you!Delete
I love the way that poetry "brings joy back" in this poem which also lets the reader feel that moment before inspiration begins all else anew.ReplyDelete
Thanks, Beth. I love how everyone sees/feels something different from the poem.ReplyDelete