Monday, November 29, 2010

short ode to hesitation



i've started and stopped
began and paused
found the words
and misplaced them
with my peace of mind...
i still can't find...
i'm sure it's not
for lack of content
that my post box is...empty
if for no other reason
then the potential backlash
from potential wounded hearts
and suffering egos at stake...
so,
i backspace
erase
strike through
deliberate frustrations
forsaken in fear of indignation
folks in their feelings
about feeling like
my words are like...
expressly for them
so,
i virtually crumple and toss
out perfectly good thoughts
overwrought with fret
about
who is
watching...
reading...
microscopically
breaking it all down
::eye roll::
i suppose
when i consider penning my heart
and begin to compose
that i should consider ME
and be okay
with the melee that may
spill over
so,
i started with this...
and perhaps i won't stop
until it's all free
and my burdens are lifted
blown lightly
adrift...
yet, i still...hesitate

4 comments:

LYKEBUDDA said...

i feel ya

Thee_Kween said...

((hugs)) the burden of conscience...

1manview said...

A lovely write of words as always... It's called human....

Thee_Kween said...

Thank you...and I am definitely in a slump. No writing for a minute. The most recent poem is a shot in the dark...~sigh~

in the butterfly net...

i ink...i flow...i pen,
my soul, my words, my zen