My first poem in far too many years…
a thick layer of dust coated
my pen this morning.
my mind aches and cramps
as I foolishly attempt
to etch these words despite the dust
—which makes the pen terribly challenging
to grip. it’s been a few years
since I scribbled in this journal,
so good morning old friend(s) and hello
new ones. please be forgiving
as I scrub off the rust. I am so grateful
to be back at this desk bringing forth
a suitcase worth of moments
I’ve been collecting these past few years
itching to paint their pictures.
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This feels like an author’s note as a poem and it’s great! Already off to an amazing start!
Beautiful! It really resonates with me as I pick up my own dusty pen and begin writing again for the first time in too long.
Wonderful! Looking forward to reading more!
In all those years, you have been becoming who you are, a whole person, all parts of your mind in gear.
Gorgeous!!
Very heartfelt! Welcome back!
Lovely! And a wonderful first poem for LexPoMo–so visual and emotional. I especially loved the lines “a suitcase worth of moments” and “itching to paint their pictures.”
Welcome to the community! I like reading your poem.
Yes! to:
a thick layer of dust coated
my pen this morning.
my mind aches and cramps
and
itching to paint their pictures.
Looking forward to reading more pictures that you itch to paint!