Words will appear

Daffodils on my morning walk

When I try to hard
To make the words rhyme
And try to impress you
…time after time…
I throw up my hands,
Erase all those words,
Thinking to myself
How they sound so absurd.
Then I sit back and breathe
To relax in the chair,
Stare at the screen,
Try not to despair,
Because sooner or later
The words will appear
In my mind and I’ll know
I have nothing to fear.
For soon it will come
Just as these words do now,
The story will write itself
Though I don’t know how.
Deborah L. Tisch, April 19, 2014
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No, the image has nothing to do with the poem.  I went for a walk early this morning and took this image, and thought all day that I’d write about what a beautiful walk it was.  Those words did not come, so what you see here is what took place.  

To those of you who celebrate Easter I hope you have a wonderful day tomorrow!

4 Comments

  1. This made me smile. I think as bloggers we all recognize that trying to force the words doesn't work – and knowing we have to trust that the words – the ones we need to write – will indeed come. (And I am greatly impressed by your rhyming skills 🙂

  2. Bless you for your diligence and for not giving up. That's how writing gets done (says the lady who doesn't do any). This poem gave me a smile! Happy Easter to you, too.

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