Like shards of broken glass, my quill pierces my weary mind. Yet my muse refuses to wake up. I await a pulse, that shall give back my muse the life it once had.
Vinay Leo R.
Poetry & writing to me are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.
Wait patiently.. it'll come back 🙂
waiting can be such sweet torment.
Phew, I do like this, 'a quill and ink and time to think…'
Patience is always best – that and forget about it. Often worrying can keep it at bay.
that was absolutely wonderful, loved it!:)
hmmm….
Have patience it will come back soon.Yvonne.
Praying the pulse is found quickly…. enjoyed this read very much.
Hope you find her soon!
I think if you keep poking her with those shards she'll wake up soon. It's working.
Try a word processor; maybe your quill is short of feathers!
You just did it, why not!Your muse is not failing you in any way you've thought of…:)"Now i don't have to be weary nor be threatened of being pierced by a shard coz i know your pulse has started beating"…It's all coming back but refuses to accept reality!
When she comes there will be no holding her back.
What a succinct and poignant expression of creativity's ebbs and flows.
Cool. I like it. I'm glad you got your pulse back. 🙂
the long u wait, the more u enjoy the succes..:) be happy..intelligent write up..:)
tough for me but i like it ok i m new in blogging so help me as you are tagged .
a poignant piece…concise yet so complete! 🙂
Excellent Write 🙂 🙂 I Too Linked Murmuring Post In OSI After U Gave Link In My Blog 🙂 🙂 Thanks A Lot For The Link 🙂 🙂
@Miya—I waited. It returned! 🙂
@ThomG—Indeed.. Tis a sweet torment! 🙂
@Andy—yeah! 🙂 time to think…thanks for the follow..!
@Anthony—Hmmm.. true.. no more worrying! 🙂
@Aayushi—thanks very much!
@Shriya—so thoughtful? 🙂
@Yvonne—yep. it certainly did..!
@Julie—tis found.. and quite quickly too! 🙂 thanks!
@Angel—found her! 🙂
@Lilibeth—yeah.. kept at it and she conceded. 🙂
@Rinkly—hehe.. wasn't of feathers but ink i guess.refilled it! 🙂
@Amity—perhaps it is so! thanks!
@Thomma—thanks very much!
@Dorothy—thank u! 🙂
@Prams—with me, the longer i wait, the more lazy i get! 😉
@Such—will check it out soon di…thank u! 🙂
@Pri—thanks! 🙂
@Stan—yep. no holding her back! 🙂
@Sahana—yep.. thanks! and ur welcome! 🙂
Hmm..I guess we both are sailing in the same ship :)Its beautiful 🙂
why your muse is an "it"? Maybe that is the reason of it being asleep?Lena
sounds like you kicked muses tail and she straightened right up 🙂
@SatyU—yeah… thanks very much! 🙂
@Lena—hmmm… yeah.. i fixed it with her. twas inconsiderate of me! 🙂
@Dee—yeah.. we made a truce! 😀
Very creative way to portray a not-so-creative doldrum… I would say your muse is still present even in her illusion of absence.
Do Muses go missing in the spring? Mine split, too.
@Jay—yeah, i guess she is na.. 🙂
@Tumblewords—no specific time for splitting i guess.. can be anyday anytime any season! 🙂