with vigor

I stare at a brick wall speckled with turquoise paint. A plant in a vase drapes its long limbs over a black pipe that runs across the middle of the wall.

And I think to myself– I haven’t written a poem in quite some time… perhaps this is a good place to start. So I pick up my notebook and push my pencil down with vigor, beginning a new adventure with the words “I stare at a brick wall speckled with turquoise paint. A plant in a vase drapes its long limbs over a black pipe that runs across the middle of the wall–”

And I think to myself how glad I am that I didn’t erase all I just wrote and instead gave my words a change to see if they could speak. And did they? I don’t know, you tell me. But there was at least potential, and potential is invaluable for the writer who seeks inspiration.

………………………………………

Yours,

Tanya (a recovering poet)

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3 Responses to with vigor

  1. Geo Sans says:

    speckled consonants
    and vowels
    ~
    turquoise eggs
    inspiring tomorrow

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  2. I agree with this poem. It is so important as a writer to just sit down and write, abandoning perfectionism, not worrying about what comes out. You can always edit later! http://bit.ly/1ER5cLY

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  3. Thank you. It’s easier said than done, but it is so helpful.

    Like

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