Missing

Inspiration after a period of silence

I'll be honest,
I haven't felt a poem coming on in a while.

And I mean really FEELING a poem,
a product of spilling forth emotion
A soul cleanse,
to put it plainly.

They became obligatory,
a chore
with a constant pressure to pump out words like a cow pumps out milk.

But now I'm back here, one year later
looking out over the shimmering black waves
crowned with the whitest moon imaginable.

This is the second time I've sat on this rock,
wishing he were here,
writing a poem
to keep my heart from missing him.

I can only control words now,
words spoken with pen, not lips.
But hey,
after all this pain,
and all this time,
at least I get a poem out of it.

Author's Note

I hope you guys enjoy this one. I'd love to hear what you thought! Thanks so much for stopping by, and have a great day!
<3 Elisa

Reviews

[Emily]

I enjoyed this one!
Keep it up!!

[Elisa]

Thanks girly! :D

[Kelly Scheppers]

...and that's all that matters, Elisa! Sometimes, writing about not being able to write- is the best catharsis!

[Elisa]

So true! I felt so much better after this. Thanks so much for reading and reviewing!

[Kelly Scheppers]

..my pleasure!