I lost my inspiration
Where am I going to find it?
I lost it while looking up
At that moon
And because of you
Sounds like
a good excuse.
Sweeping away the clouds
Searching in a flower
Or the annoying fly
Or the analogy of lying
Sleeping
Dreaming
Loving
Trying
Same old story
Lost my inspiration
Ideas in juxtaposition
Let down by
This weird unambition.
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IMAGE: Young Woman Writing a Letter (detail), from a poster for Encre Marquet by Eugene Grasset, 1892.
13 comments:
"and because of you"...uh huh...sounds like both "you" and the "moon" were pretty inspirational after all.
i kinda like the moon, but can imagine someone ruining it...
Very good. I can relate. The inspiration can be disturbed so easily.
¡Lindaaa!
No tengo tanto tiempo como quisiera para visitarte.... pero que sepas que sigo aquí, aunque a veces no me veas.
Besazos!!!!
Maybe you need to go to the sun. The moon steals too many things. Shift allegiance. Go to the stars.
Much love.
Have a bliss-filled weekend.
Joy always,
Susan
Dulce, cannot it also be said of poetry--as of music, and the fine, and not-so-fine arts, that creativity is 5% inspiration and 95% perspiration?
So maybe I would be asking too much of them if I write:
"I lost it while looking up
At that moon
And because of you..."
I feel certain that the Muse Itself...perspires.
All is Peacefulness.
Ah,can relate to this.Kinda lost my inspiration,too.*sigh*Let's hope to find them,soon.
Beautiful poem as always,Dulce.Truly lovely to read your work,again.
Dear Laura,
You wise woman, yes, you are right even not having inspiration can make a poem...
Brian,
Only I myself could ruin the moon... and not even so... that sister always IS an inspiration to the poet, even when there is no inspiration at all...
Anthony,
You are right. Who said being (or trying to be) an artist was easy? There are ups and downs... always. As there is day and night...
Silvia,
No me debes explicacions, cariño... estamos en un país libre... el resto del mundo...no sé.
Susan D. dear,
you deserve today a whole comment for yourself- as I know how much you value this. As I've told you, I don't always, hardly ever, take the time to do this. But you are right. Our true friends like it, so what the heck!
I cannot stop looking at the moon to look at the Sun. The Sun is taken for granted. Curious...Today my son asked me, 'mom, what's more important the Sun or the Moon?' I said, 'both hun, they are part of a whole...' He said, 'NOPE the Sun gives light, thus life, and the moon... we could do without it.'
I must go look up and see if he's right.
And then I thought of you and your comment. Well, again, I say the Sun is 'my Lord' and sister moonshine is something I cannot live without, or could I?
(Answer back requested! :-))
Steve,
perspiration, that I had not thought about. And you are so right too.The muse, oh the muse, is gone with some you or the moon... But I am watching it- as I perspire :-)
June,
I've seen by your blog that your inspiration is gone too.. Oh C'mon I cannot believe that, you genious.
As for me, I was having a really bad day... Actual Indisposition because of a stomach virus.
Now, still,I don't feel like writing anything now... but maybe in a few hours something will turn up!
Hopefully
Hugs
Dulce dear
I think you and i rely on our hearts to inspire us. Some days our hearts must take a rest.I'm glad the moon gives you some inspiration - she and the ocean are mine
Hugs my dear
Dulce:
What answer can I give? Your son is so very intelligent. He's probably the wisest kid I have come across. If there was no moon, how could lovers like you, me and other string verses? How could the adjective "moony" be in use? If there was no moon, the stars will feel lonely. If the stars feel lonely and refuse to twinkle, what will we do?
Love and only love,
Susan Deborah
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