Still Waters
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It is overwhelming.
Thoughts and words whirl in my head desperate for release.
Churning like the sea in a hurricane.
No structure. No sense. No rhyme or reason.
The pressure building till pen and paper burst the dam.
A torrent of flimsy concepts, half thoughts,
and unrefined prose spew across the page.
Arrows and notations digging furrows for the flood of words.
Pushing and prodding them to pool together.
Watching as some spill and slosh past the barriers I hastily contrive.
The rush strong enough to make its own channels where it must.
When the flow subsides, I erect levy and dam
to hold and shape the areas now filled.
The waters still and the sediment of unnecessary words
and exhausted thoughts fall away.
The pool begins to clear and marry phrase with form.
Complete ideas sparkle across the surface as it calms.
I can sit back and enjoy a moment’s quiet in this space.
Till the scratch of pen again digs at the mortar of my mind
and the next deluge begins.
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commonsensiblyspeaking 
the everlasting pain of a writer at heart
Sometimes it is like herding cats. Thank you, Beth! Happy last day of school!
The deluge of thoughts spinning randomly inside one’s head… at least for you, they spin in an eddy and eventually make a known space from which to draw upon what matters. Mine are more like a recirculating waterfall that just fall over the edge in no apparent fashion, only to travel up the rocks again and wait their turn to be sent back over the edge…
I won’t argue how lucky I am that the words eventually find a slower current. The recirculating waterfall syndrome sounds immensely frustrating. Love you, sis!
Love this! 😍
Love you back! 😘
Brilliant! Loved the description of the process of writing!
Thank you, brother! As with all art, it is a process.
You’re welcome Brad, and yes, it certainly is.
I know this feeling well. Nice writing as always Brad. So beautifully penned. Hugs, Jonikins
I know you know how this feels. Thank you, Jonikins!
You are so welcome Brad. Hugs Jonikins
I come here each day to see if you have worked your way through the daily deluge. Your steady pace of churning out beautiful words is impressive, my friend.
Thank you, Pete! It is supporters like you that keep me going. I appreciate you!