Litter

Ramblings.

​Half-finished paintings,

​New moon nights.

Dew drop mornings,

ugly shapes and shrill voices.

Piles and piles of litter,

sentences too foreign 

to make any sense;

my words don't sound sane 

anymore ...

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i have gone through these periods more often than not....wanting to burn everything i have written...
feeling it is all a sham...just junk...
litter....and as you so aptly put it, Yumna, "ugly shapes and shrill voices"
you haven't been around for a bit, and it is really good to read you again.
j.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I just feel aimless in terms of writing lately and am not sure if what I write really holds that power which I'd like to convey...
Thank you so much for still reading and your thoughts here, Jacob. Always appreciated.

[Beccy]

Save those scraps of paper; your muse is only in absence and you will need those seemingly fruitless scribblings on her return. I have file on file of notes, some over two decades old; they will probably never see the light of day, but, you never can tell...

Beccy.

[Phill Oz O'fee]

Been there - very frustrating indeed - but then again you have poetically expressed yourself very well here! Tell you what - I'll give you a word that you can muse over and produce a work of art!! :-)

The word is: Petrichor

[Phill Oz O'fee]

PS - I'll do one from the same word if you match mine!

[Richard🖌]

Uh-OH, Dear Yumna!

I can't begin to imagine how many artistic writers have had these "ramblings" rumbling through their heads at one time or another … in my case, at least a zillion; or, so it seems.
Before your time and the computer, I can recall when I actually used a pen and paper to compose my poems, and you'd be amazed at how may wadded sheets littered the floor before I finally got it right … so, I literally understand and empathize with what you've figuratively titled this virtual little masterpiece in homage to, frustration.

Truth is, I watched your poetic dexterity grow and improve from novice to revered, skilled poetess, composing in many forms and genre over the years (fondly, even taught you a few), and there is no one I have been more impressed by and pleased with, than You.

KUDOS for another excellent original piece from your brilliant ink … thank you for the really neat treat, "Dear Poetess"
With a Happy Tuesday smile! ⁓ Richard 🍃

[Ken Simm.]

Beautiful, melancholia. Rich and sad but beautiful to see both you and read you.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Thank you so much for appreciating, Ken. Hope you've been well :)

[Ken Simm.]

Thank you my good friend. I hope you have been extra well in turn.

[Jibey]

Sometimes there is inspiration in the litter... somehow.

'Dew drop mornings' - lovely phrase.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Thank you so much for appreciating, Jibey :))

[Chris Shaw]

Most writers would understand this, especially the litter on the floor after a long night. Unfinished and cast off poems. It is easy to lose your voice when you start doubting yourself. You have been missed Dr Y and it is good to see a post from you. It is temporary, believe me. All good wishes.

Chris

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I hope it is temporary too...Always boosts my moral after spending time in the cafe. Thank you so much for the lovely words, Christine. x

[R.E. Ray]

“Litter” conveys something out of place, where the person doesn’t belong or the emotions don’t reconcile with the time or place. As your poem further conveys, we feel frustrated and less valued among the “litter.”

You remain an extraordinary writer, and this brief poem certainly proves that. A good write!

[Dr. YumnaKay]

That truly humbles me. Thank you so much for your words and for appreciating, R.E. :)

[R.E. Ray]

You're welcome.

[emmajoy]

' My words don't sound sane - anymore .. .. '

Perhaps it's not your words that sound differently but, the world around you and your new place in it. Different circumstances can alter one's priorities, you know. Your words always have had such insight... you're still the same highly skilled writer, my friend.. but walking at a different pace. Perhaps?

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Thank you so much for your kind words and for appreciating, Emma. Just trying to keep my head above the waters lately. ..

[emmajoy]

Everything takes time, third niece. One thing you can be assured of: your ability to think and write what comes from inside YOU even though it might have to be when time allow.