Reminiscing
I look back
Over my poems
and think
If I changed this
wouldn’t thata sound better
If I moved that
wouldn’t ita looked better
Sometimes I’m guilty
Of getting caught in the rush
Instead of scouring
Through tiny details
I could obsess over
And I do
Sometimes
But when those words flow
Smoothing rough stone
Delivering life
To mental drought
…
What a rush
To write in the moment
2 thoughts on "Reminiscing"
Leave a Reply
You must be logged in to post a comment.
A process all writers go through. I have spent many moments obsessing over a word.
Sometimes you just have to surrender a poem to the subconscious poet inside you and just go along for the ride!