You don’t need to run away
You don’t need to cry
Clouds will do that for you
Their tears trickle down in
a fine mist or
full fat drops
Wind blows them away
Pushes them onto the next
prairie or woodland
mountains or out to sea
the sun is allowed to shine
in skies clear and blue
or velvet black with
star shine and crescent moon
You don’t need to run away.
You don’t need to cry.
“My courage does not depend on the weather.”
~ Mary Anne Radmacher, author
Here I am
on a blank page
wondering
which words go together
too many words come at me
all at once
not blocked
merely too many good ideas
or were they really good?
or just a disparate word
scribbled on the page with
the oomph knocked out of it,
maybe even the why of it vanished.
“The clouds don’t overthink; they just drift.”
~ Avijeet Das, poet and writer
Did I write them down
words that blink
in phrases
in ideas
from nowhere
and everywhere
Disconnected
little stems
for story,
essay or
poetry.
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Little notebooks
on table and desk,
filled with notes
wise words
directions ~ how to shape ideas
notes to self
a grocery list for apples and oranges
bills to pay
phone numbers
dates from messages
Not as cluttered as my thoughts
~ but close
At least notebooks are solid
~ thoughts are thinner than the finest gauze.
“Write down the thoughts of the moment. Those that come
unsought for are are commonly the most valuable.”
~ Francis Bacon
(1561~1626)
