I've been dreaming of inspiration. Just dreaming. She alludes me. Drifting in and out of my subconscious. Taunting me with her whispers. I reach for her, she pulls away and laughs her sneering, demented laugh. I call out and only hear my own echo.
As I dream, ideas drift in and out. Ghosts haunt my dreams, moaning their epitaphs, hints of a story I should tell. Inspiration still only a mist in the darkness. The fog is dense, yet I trundle through it, searching, culling, yearning for a clear view of an idea. Waiting for the arrival of her highness, to bestow upon me a whim that might cause but just one person a giggle. me, the recipient, anxious for that one guffaw.
Churning over words, prose, phrases, sentences, hoping for the connect, when words collide and make sense...or not. The lady inspiration dances in the distance, floating as if on air, glancing back, summoning me with her stare. I skip after her, stumble, fall, scrape my knee, get up, desperate to reach her....only to miss her by a heartbeat....
Oh, Inspiration, where are you? Why do you allude me? If only I could capture you and bottle you up for the days when I need you.
Peace
♥
8 comments:
I think that you are more inspired than you realize! :)
your perspiration over inspiration is a marvelous creation...smiles. lol.
Inspiration comes in it's own time but it will blow you away when it does. I know a place to get good jewelry inspiration but I think this time you're looking for words?
My muse went mute for months...I sat and waited knowing she would find her voice.
much love
Good post.
Speaking of "inspiration," please check out what I just wrote last night on the subject.
www.coachyourmind.blogspot.com
Dayne
It must be the season. My inspiration has either fallen with the leaves or is squelched by early nightfall. Either way, I'm with you on this one. Hang in there ladybug, it will pass.
For not being inspired, that was quite inspirational! Well said!
That sounded pretty inspirational to me! Keep writing!
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