Writer's Block

It's happening again.

Words can't find

a way to the page

from my mind.

I hear them in there;

rattling around.

They laugh at me.

I can  hear the sound.

Just try to  catch one

and it runs away.

Apparently,

I have nothing to say

Limited Language

A picture says a thousand words-

I've less than that to use.

Limits to language,

How would I say

what needs to be said?

My morning hug would linger longer

so you knew I wished you well.

My morning kiss would be far sweeter

to ensure you travel safely.

Throughout the day more smiles and

waves more embraces and nods of greeting.

No complaints would be uttered for

words now precious deserve better than

random utterances.

More opportunities to be kind

would form upon my lips.

Laughter would light my eyes.

At meals more ahs and sighs

for the opulent portions I 

eat to show I'm satisfied.

At home once again with you

Words unused can ask,

"How was your day?"

Words unused can

comfort or congratulate.

Eyes meet, hands touch

bodies intertwine.

In the evening I am yours 

and you are mine.

Limited language

would never diminish

what I have to say.

This is Hard

This is hard

My mind has thoughts

that just won't reach

my fingertips

My mouth has words

that can't quite 

make it

through my lips

Creativity

manages once more

to elude me

Maybe it's the

early hour

keeping me from

my verbal power

Maybe it's

the blank page

keeping me from

The artistic stage

Maybe it's

just me

This is hard

but what isn't?

Show Me

No more words
No more promises
Show me

Actions speak louder than words
always saying what will be
but never making it so

No more words
No more promises
Show me

All talk and no action
Time is running out
less talk more action
should be your plan

No more words
No more promises
Show me

Let your actions
speak for themselves
Let me see what you alone
can do

Show me
No more promises
No more words

Letting it Out

No rhyme
no meter
no pattern
no verse
no words to say
the best
or worst
of all there is
in the
world today
Just
me
just
my thoughts
just my take
on reality
just my little bit
of knowledge
taking a scroll
outside my head
letting it out
keep it in
is not an option
letting out out
ready for whatever
 happens
letting it out
for that is
where it
belongs

The Right Words

Change your story and you
change your identity.

That would not be true
to your internal entity.

Use the right words to
bring out the best in me.

Use the right words and
you'll discover the rest of me.

Telling my tale
isn't easy to do.

Use the right words and
you'll find out what's true.

Telling my story to
all that can hear.

Isn't a task I
embrace without fear.

A Butterfly Maiden
has fluttered by

Easing transitions
for all those who try

Change is inevitable
as each story grows.

The best tales of life
have heartaches and woes

One chapter ends for
another to begin

To tell the story
just pick up your pen

Open your voice
and spill out the words

Tell the whole story
use the right words

The the whole story
until it is heard

These Are Our Words

These are not my words
they belong to us all
Said by the strongest
voice to hear the call.

The call for freedom
The call for equality
The call for Justice
The call for peace.

"In the process of gaining our rightful place, 
we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds.
 Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom
 by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.
 We must forever conduct our struggle 
on the high plane of dignity and discipline. 
We must not allow our creative protest 
to degenerate into physical violence."

These are not my words
they belong to us all
Said by the strongest
voice to hear the call.

The call for freedom
The call for equality
The call for Justice
The call for peace.

'I have a dream that one day this nation
 will rise up and live out the true meaning 
of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, 
that all men are created equal."'


These are not my words
they belong to us all
Said by the strongest
voice to hear the call.

The call for freedom
The call for equality
The call for Justice
The call for peace.

"And when this happens, 

and when we allow freedom ring,

 when we let it ring from every village 

and every hamlet, 

from every state and every city, 

we will be able to speed up that day 

when all of God's children, 

black men and white men, 

Jews and Gentiles, 

Protestants and Catholics, 

will be able to join hands and sing 

in the words of the old Negro spiritual:

    Free at last! Free at last!

Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"

These are not my words
they belong to us all
Said by the strongest
voice to hear the call.

The call for freedom
The call for equality
The call for Justice
The call for peace.
One day I dream that these words
will reach the hearts, souls and minds
of all mankind
We still are working towards the dream
Let's make the dream come true

Questions and Concerns

According to your claim,
You have reservations.
If you had questions
or concerns
you should have
come to me sooner.

This is a free event.
Participating is up to you.
It's never been non-negotiable
So there's no need to
detach and discard.

If you had questions
or concerns
you should have
come to me sooner.

Are you ready for a new ride?

Let's negotiate more flexible terms.

Let's deposit more and withdraw less.

Loyalty adds up to valued points.

Participating is up to you.
It's never been non-negotiable
So there's no need to
detach and discard.

What?

What am I trying to say?
Words have lost their way.
Filled with thoughts and words
so many seem absurd.

What am I trying to do?
Creativity is feeling blue.
Emotions trapped behind my eyes
So much to say but nothing wise.

What am I trying to state?
Too much to contemplate.
Jumbled words and mixed metaphors
How do they escape from behind closed doors?

What am I trying to be?
Good question but don't ask me
for at the moment I just don't know.
Today I'll just go with the flow.

Not Writing

Not writing about the weather

Not writing about the day

Not writing about the weekend

Not writing about a play

Not writing about anything in particular

I've nothing in particular to say

Not writing anything spectacular

as nothing spectacular's happening today

Not writing anything prophetic

no inspiration here

Not writing about hopes and dreams

Not even writing about fear

Not writing to find inner peace

or to make the demons cease

Not writing for a reason

Not writing of the season

Not writing words of wisdom

as today I'm not a sage

Not writing for any purpose

than to put words on the page

Almost Forgot

Almost forgot
I had something to say
Might have escaped
but at the end of the day
I suddenly remembered
the words to convey.

Almost forgot
I had something to give
words of wisdom
with which you can't live
If they aren't said just right
well just try to forgive

Almost forgot
what I was meant to do
Fortunately for me
my memory held true
I'm glad I remembered
aren't you

Can't Quite Convey

What I mean to say
my words can't quite convey
as inspiration seems to be set
on time delay.

What I mean to say
seems trivial today
while so many others
seem to dismay.

What I mean to say
lies beyond the Milky Way
on some small world
quite far away.

What I mean to say
on this first of May
my words just aren't enough
to truly convey.

What I mean to say
seems so trivial today
my words just aren't enough
there's no inspiration at play.

Another Day

Another day
without the way
to write the words
I long to say

to tell you about
the fun last night
to mention all
about my life

the little moments
which made me smile
hugs from children
and laughs from friends

It's another day
without the way
to write the words
I long to say

which speak of how
I feel today
and how my emotions
tend to sway

the cranky mornings
the crying moods
the enlightened evenings
or thoughts quite rude

I guess I'll have to wait again
Until the words become my friend
I'll then be able to break the spell
and tell the tale I need to tell

A Thought

Yesterday I had a thought about something in particular

This morning I woke up with it and it felt quite familiar

I can't recall the details which seem rather peculiar

but I know that it was all rather spectacular

Something which we all should add to our vernacular 

Today I will go forth and try to recall this important gem

Perhaps it will come to me while singing a certain hymn

Who knows when it will it or with what vigor and vim

There's so much info in my brain it's filled up to the brim

All I know is if it doesn't return I shall just feel a bit grim

Another, Another

Another day another rhyme

Perhaps it will make make sense

at another time

Another day another poem

Perhaps the start of a prominent tome

Perchance to dream is not a crime

Another day another letter

Perhaps in time it shall get better

If it's in the grand design

Another day another word

Something somewhere that I heard

or maybe read upon a sign

Another day another rhyme

Perhaps it will make make sense

at another time

Today

Cannot thing of the words today
There are emotions
but they don't want to play

Cannot think of the words today
Sometimes the personal
has nothing to say

Cannot think of the words today
overwhelming emotions
are headed my way

Cannot think of the words today
Come back tomorrow
maybe I'll find a way

Words We Thought We Knew

Congress
Murder
Flock
School

A group of words
we thought we knew

Gaggle
Crossing
Shrewdness
Herd

A group of words
we've often heard

Hive
Gang
Mob
Coalition

A group of words
all with tradition

Clutch
Grove
Pack
Muster

A group of words
with brand new luster


Parliament
Rookery
Mischief
Colony

A group of words
with meanings a plenty

Cluster
Swarm
Army
Band

A group of words
needing dictionary at hand

Wednesday Words

waiting

wondering

worrying

wanting

willing

wishing

waiting

wondering

wiggling

whistling

winking

wishing

waiting

wondering

working

walking

wandering

wishing

waiting

waltzing

wandering

wanting

wishing

wondering

Wednesday

Words

You tell me the truth 

in so many lies.

My heart finds it hard

to just disguise

The feelings you stir inside.