Waiting for the Words

 

 

 

Waiting for the Words

 

Never at a loss for words

When it came to this, she says

The words always flowed…

Faster than could be committed to page

 

Now she sits waiting…

Waiting for the words to come

Her mind wanders to happier times,

Now not knowing what to do…

Difficulties concentrating,

Too much in the way

 

She wonders about her love,

Across the ocean vast

Of the secrets that lie with him there

And the undiscovered country

 

She wonders of all that has transpired…

The wicked games played by others,

In the hopes to decimate

What she had worked so hard to achieve…

 

Becoming independent, on her own,

Overcoming the addiction,

That tied her down for so long

Trying to remain confident and strong,

Though she shook desperately inside…

Despite everything

 

Musing, she looks out into the night sky…

Maybe, just maybe, the words will finally come

Enchanting her and the bare page

Thinking to herself, that all will be fine

 

It has to be…

 

 

Agt   19 May 2009

Reviews

[Fran Marie]

A sad, yet beautifully penned piece with deep emotions
being so well expressed

[Vaishali..^_^]

very beautiful, strong and sad writing...
you have expressed it very well...!!
great write...!

[Jinx's Heart]

Intriguing poem of self-doubt, yet also hope of the better to come. Very inspirational. Beautiful writing.

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

Very strong and sad poem, you express your feeling so well, as always Yossi

[emmajoy]

Very much a prose poem full of doubt yet hope, problems yet anticipation of good, gentle times.. there's sadness and strength : ' Maybe, just maybe, the words will finally come // Enchanting her and the bare page' - i wonder if it's more than words you're waiting for.

A quite haunting piece of writing.

[Jane Doe]

First of all i really love the choice of the painting its breathtaking , do you know whos the painter??

I love the flow of your words and hows you devided each stanza to surve the cause of the lost .. mabye not just the words mabye its loosing the mind , or having a rush of thoughts that makes it harder to spell out the words .. i love the choice of the third person it always gives a more rigid form for any poem i love it !!
great work
kisses
x

[Ron]

Amanda, I like this. To me it describes that brain blockage in its central sphere while the outside crackles as normal. Then the "words finally come" when you identify and remove the blockage. This may take a degree of courage as the truth can be painful. But I gaurantee the poem that soars through when the obstacle is removed will be an absolute stunner. I wait with bated breath! Regards, Ron