oh wordpress, how I’ve neglected you
bits of ideas written on scraps
Like song lyrics lost to the wind
I can’t write more than a sentence or two
Because I’m always asking myself
What do you want to say?
There’s a sun out there today
Holding back the snow and darkness
Is it spring, finally?
The equinox has passed
And I’m here with my bad poetry
Standing amidst a pile of rubble
Made of words and thoughts and hopelessness
Like we thought the winter may never end
A new age Narnia, where we had no wardrobe
Only the ache of time passing.
I’m going to sit outside near the ocean
With my Moleskine and iced tea
Sit back and look up through heart shaped tinted glasses
At the never ending blue
And imagine words
Words that I’ll compile
Chew up and swallow
Ideas that I’ll sit on
Take naps with under a tree
Before making something
Stringing together words to make more than just one depressed winter-like scene.