(A frustrated poet struggles to regain his muse as he feels his passion slipping away.)
i sit here in my orchard, rusted...frozen in time unable to stretch my arms of love to reach deeper still into the heart of creative passion my legs no longer bend the knee to muses tried and true they are dried up...mere memories of dreams hatched in fantasies long ago apples fall around me ever so often, one hits me, and i try to use its momentum to extend the flow but you are gone...the rust has ground it all to a halt you are gone...gone...gone...never to return another tear escapes but all it does is seep along my jawline and deepen the rust there keeping me from even calling out your name or hearing your voice that my lonely ears have longed to hear for so long now i have a heart no longer...i am a tin man not even able to creak out a moment of flow a time of loving passion...no heart for creative thought i need a little girl, her dog, and a scarecrow to come my way
This is really good Bro. Eddie! I think that while the tin man was rusting, the lion was asleep in the den, the scarecrow was picking corn; the little girl was shopping at the Emerald City Dollar Store, and the dog was getting flea dipped.
But alas, the morning comes, beaming eastern sunrays of fresh inspiration.
As a guy who lives in Kansas, I can offer you some help. Think, "Oil can." Feel those poetic muscles flexing? No? Then think. "A beer would be real good right now." Never fails! Thanks, Eddie!
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
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But alas, the morning comes, beaming eastern sunrays of fresh inspiration.
blessin's, this was a neat read!
cynth'ya
wonderful, creative write--i've felt like that at times
"help meeeeeeeeeeeeee" LOL need the oil of muse to loosen my brain (it's rusted)
(((HUGS))) and love,
karla.
follow the yellow brick road, and find that wizard! :)
Tami