Saturday, March 7, 2015

The Page












I am bursting with ideas.
Purely exploding with thought.
And the only place safe
from the artistic onslaught

is the page.

I am being pulled down
by my mind's undertow.
Straining to separate the madness
from the words that flow

onto the page.

Being torn in a million directions.
My mind about to be split.
Too many synapses to count,
yet I cannot commit

to the page.

I struggle with the overload.
Too many tales in my mind.
But I have managed this.
A few words confined

to the page.


(Written 3.7.15)

7 comments:

  1. "I am being pulled down
    by my mind's undertow."
    That is an especially powerful image, Raeily. I cannot imagine how that feels.

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  3. Thank you for these. I am not so good at putting thoughts on paper as you, but you are slowly convincing me to try. Thanks, Raeily

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    1. Thank you, Bekah! I hope you will put your thoughts on paper soon so I can read them! I know you have so much to say and I know you have the strength to say them!

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  4. Thank you, Stacey! It means a lot if anything I wrote had power to you!

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  5. Thankful you have pen and ink (in whatever form) to get things down.

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  6. Your ideas must be burning to get out. You paint a vivid picture.

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