Wednesday, December 11, 2019

This Moment


Sleeping, sleeping,
my muse dreams
away, away
She left me here
alone
empty
alone
wallowing
in useless thoughts
impotent
Oh, oh,
the moment arrives
she touches me
touches me
a shaking awake
touches me
On the other side
of the world
someone knows
In this moment
she knows
I am
here



Ellecee




Inspired by Midweek Motif ~A/The Moment
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10 comments:

  1. Sumana RoyDecember 11, 2019 at 11:15 AM

    Love this moment of awakening we so dearly wish to have.

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  2. Sanaa RizviDecember 11, 2019 at 11:49 AM

    Beautiful!❤️ May you have many moments to cherish, dearest Linda 🌹

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  3. Gillena CoxDecember 11, 2019 at 12:22 PM

    Wishing you more and more creative moments

    Much✏love

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  4. SusanDecember 11, 2019 at 12:42 PM

    Knowing that moment will find me is a blessing, it underlies confidence as well as creativity.

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  5. Magical Mystical TeacherDecember 11, 2019 at 1:56 PM

    Someone recognises our presence: the most special of moments!

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  6. Sherry Blue SkyDecember 11, 2019 at 2:11 PM

    This is so lovely. The repetition works really well in this poem.

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  7. Old EggDecember 11, 2019 at 7:01 PM

    Your muse needs a rest now and then. She is probably giving you a trial period to work things out for yourself. There you go...you did it by yourself!

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  8. Joel (@Stranded Tree)December 11, 2019 at 10:59 PM

    Sometimes the muse is far away and that is a tough thing to work through.

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  9. Kim M. RussellDecember 12, 2019 at 3:21 AM

    I like the gentle, hypnotic repetition in this poem!

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  10. MargaretDecember 12, 2019 at 12:38 PM

    We are always in a rush, it seems. Sometimes the muse needs time... :)

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