the question

what do you enjoy the most about writing...

“The Question” 

What do I enjoy most? 

It is not the finished page - 

though it breathes back at me 

like the tide kissing rock. 

It is the weight of the pen, 

its ink loosening thought 

the way rain teases the dust awake. 

It is the moment a phrase arrives unbidden, 

like a shy bird alighting on an outstretched hand. 

It is the quiet between heartbeats, 

when the mind leans in and language, 

at last, agrees to stay awhile. 

It is the labour and the listening - 

the long wrestle for a true word, 

the surrender to its music, 

and the knowing that even this 

small thing can tether a soul to wonder.

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Reviews

[redd Brick Keshner]

There’s a certain kind of writing that isn’t about endings at all, but about the breath that happens in the middle of making something, the part where thought loosens, where sound and sense lean toward each other, and where the act of shaping words feels as alive as the thing being shaped. This piece lingers in that space, catching the quiet voltage between attention and arrival. It’s an invitation to listen in.

[emmajoygreen]

Wonderfully wonderful.. a thought for the day that can last life-long or is it life long and does it matter!?

Many thanks for the nudge, advice and gift, sir!.

[redd Brick Keshner]

A heartening way for a poem to start out in life. Gratitude all around🙏🏻🕊️

[emmajoygreen]

You're welcome.

[LisaCarol]

I really enjoyed this. It takes the reader on a journey, one that I know well. You’ve encapsulated the writing process extremely well and tugged at my heart. Thank you for sharing your writing.

[redd Brick Keshner]

Most welcome LisaCarol and thank you for sharing your much valued thoughts🕊️🙏🏻