Friday, April 24, 2009

april 09 post-a-poem {11}

where do my words go
when they refuse to come to me?
are they hiding in the garden,
in the corner, behind the gnome?
are they sleeping, still tucked in bed
or carelessly skipping down the road?
am i wrong to search for them?
should i just let them come to me?
but, what if they don't come back
then...who will i be?

yet another variation of a RWP prompt


jimmmaaa said...

I like this....The words will come.. For me sometimes they need space, and sometimes prodding

Liz at Yips and Howls said...

I like the specific questions you ask and where you end this. Very engaging.

Anonymous said...

i like this...

sometimes words just feel like eloping with our muses...but they'll miss no need to worry... ( that's my mantra..hehe)

keep writing..

Anonymous said...

I hope you plan on bundling up these babies and putting them into a book. Because that is how this month has felt reading your amazing words.

Falling deeply in love with each new passage...

daisies said...

ahhhh ... yes!

Wayne Pitchko said...

very nice...sometimes i have way too many words and have to find the space and order to put them..then the silence

Jessica GC said...

I think your poetry is amazing. I've given you the Kreativ Blogger Award. Here's the link:

gautami tripathy said...

Don't worry. Words do come back. THey have to..

They need us as much as we need them.

moon eats sugar puffs