Every once in a while, I have what I like to think of as a flash flood of ideas. It seems that inspiration is everywhere and I can hardly jot down one idea before another demands my attention. It’s terrible and wonderful at the same time; I love to dream and brainstorm, but am frustrated when time constraints and real life prevent me from being able to execute all of my ideas.
So, naturally, to cope with the storm of ideas, I wrote some poetry instead of working on them.
A river builds within my mind
Against the dam, too-strict time.
The tide of thought, irresistible-
Drowns me in its ebb and flow,
For it ought to carve a canyon steep
But life restrains this swirling deep,
So current’s force grows storm by storm
As raindrop muses demand form;
They rise and swirl, must soon o’er take
The crumbling barriers we make.
Oh! On the day they’ve held too long,
The gates shall give to waters strong,
And then shall finally freely pour
The ideas held in painful store;
The words will flow and music play,
All the deeper for their delay.
Beautiful! I often feel the same way, getting ideas and then not having time to write them down. Or life gets in the way and I don’t have time to act on those ideas.
LikeLike
Isn’t it the worst? I think we might need a support group for frustrated artists. 🙂 Thanks for reading!
LikeLike