My dreams and ideas
Fall
Down the stairs
Slip down the walls
Tip out of my mind
Like tea spilling from my cup
Soaking into the carpet
And when my feet land
on the solid downstairs
I wash the teacup and put it away.
Possibilities hang in the air.
“you can, you should, and if you’re brave enough to start, you will.”
~ Stephen King, On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft
Authors note: This poem was inspired by a question I’ve entertained for many years. Why do wonderful, exciting ideas and dreams slip so easily away from me? When ordinary life must be attended to, the energy behind the dreams vanishes. Dreams, ideas to reality. The bravery is in believing in possibility and acting on one tiny plan at a time. Even for the tiniest or grandest goal.
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