a story
I scatter in the wind
I know it will scald
shards will pierce into the ashen urges
but I curb my instinct to run
ignore the whispering sisters
who have the knack to create trouble
when the mind is fertile
I know how to charm out a story
from the debris.
anything is possible
I uncurl and walk free
"a non-smile is harbinger of smile,
don't we know that?"
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Today I struggled to write this. My muse seems to have gone into hiding. I have not been able to write. Come to think of it, I don't want to do ANYTHING! Hope I get over this phase soon enough.
22 comments:
Gautami, for someone who doesn't want to write, you certainly did weave a lovely tale here.
Pamela
gautami, sometimes your muse sneaks up on you when you're not looking; I'd say she's on the job in this one.
Your muse never left you she is safely inside you inspiring you unawares.
A story scattered in the wind..how I love that..your muse is still there..Jae
Looks like the muse wanted to work, even if you didn't.
(Guess I, too, need to uncurl and walk a bit)
Beautiful...excellent take on the prompt...I especially like "ignore the whispering sisters"...
I'd never know you struggled... this is great.
Love it! :) Great take on the prompt!
You've charmed quite a story out of these words. Don't worry if the muse takes a vacation. Just keep writing.
charming narration. made me smile :)
I'm glad to see you're still doing Sunday Scribblings. :0)
Your writing without a muse is wonderful!
love it - the whispering sisters is such a mind opener...
If you are struggle, it is usually a sign that you need to take a break and go recharge your batteries.
You'll know when you are recharge.
or you could threaten your Muse with a sword or in my case, a lightsaber. That works good too.
As for the poem - Excellent
If it ain't properly punctuated I don't comment on it.
Lovely!
Well, it certainly spoke to me!
(I think my muse is on strike! So frustrating. )
Gautami, you have made the words dance in your poem. Blow muses - who needs 'em? This was YOU talking.
Beautifully written! I don't think your muse is absent at all!
Your muse is alive and well Gautami....beautiful writing!!
Deep as the ocean. You have carved out a poem as ancient as the willow tree. Enjoyed.
Allow YOURSELF to uncurl and walk free...
Nicely written wordle.
~Paula
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