i’ve been unable to write for some time.
every time i sit down there is nothing.


i am scared, frustrated, irritated.

i am waiting, patiently, not chasing.

perhaps the words have fled, run

far away, camped in distant hills beyond

my reach

cannot reach.

no wonder i fear stagnation —

there is no expression

in which i can drain

all the moments

i wish to paint.

ollie ollie oxen free,

where ever you may be,




This entry was published on June 7, 2013 at 1:55 pm. It’s filed under anxiety, emotions and stuff, free write, lately, life, photography, poetry, words, writing and tagged , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

2 thoughts on “reality

  1. Been there – done it – but it seems you have broken through even though you may feel you did not… I feel so much emotion and connection to what you just wrote.

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