No, that's not the title of my next poem. Or who knows, maybe it will be. But not tonight.
Tonight I am feeling blah because I lost my next post. It's been about a week now and I've almost given up hope of getting it back. I will give it one more try, though, and post the result, PG.
You see, it came to me in a "moment." The poem was in the moment. Or perhaps I should say the moment was in the poem. I mean that it wasn't something I worked at and developed-- it just came and started blossoming in my mind, line by line, editing itself as it went.
Of course, this happened on the street, in between two tight appointments, and by the time I caught my breath and took out my notebook....
*POOF!*
And I've been feeling uninspired ever since.
At least I still remember the idea. It's just that the words aren't coming back. The only words I can think of now sound fake and forced because I'm not in the moment anymore. I have but one encouraging thought: From my experience as a perfectionist, I have found that sometimes even when I am dissatisfied with my mode of expression, people are impressed with my ideas. So even though I will know how naked the idea feels in its new form, there is still some hope.
6 comments:
Hey
Dont be discouraged..
It happens to me all the time..ideas come and then dissapear with the wind.
I used to be a perfectionist until I realized that poetry is like life itself imperfect and thats what makes it perfect...
That must have been frustrating. Hopefully it will come to you and be just as good.
-Sharona
Yeah, it's me, are you surprised?
Sharona!!! lol, I really was starting to wonder but I kept forgetting to ask! Great, now I know who my most loyal blog-friend is :)
wow, i hate when that happens...
i'll sometimes write a song and then totally forget the tune. the crazy thing is that then, i have the words in front of me. the second tune is never as good as the first.
of course, when i compose something on shabbos, it's even more frustrating...
Yes, all the good ideas and photo ops happen on Shabbos. It's one of those impossible laws of life.
Welcome to blogland, Dreamer!
Helloo nice blog
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