It Doesn’t Matter

It Doesn’t Matter

Once I used to see light
That was the time I could write
Now, not in passing of a day
Is there something left to say
If only I just had a clue
What causes this mental blue
My idle pen would chatter
My silence of gloom to shatter

If my words could be found
And this cloud of dark be down
If I could on the paper plan
And light a lamp, this sunset wan
If I could wear a poet's shoes
And send my muse on a gay cruise
The clouds would rain, pitter patter
The sadness of heart wouldn't matter

In this lake of tears I drift
Hoping for waves of light so swift
If you could see me from my bay
And have something decent to say
I'd soar away to the skies
Till I be an eagle in your eyes
The roof of glumness to batter
But then, would it really matter?

Author's Note

Sorry, still trying to get it right. Hope it makes sense and you like it.

Reviews

[Marie]

Writer's block is finely captured in this well penned poem. New words and new poems will be born and you have overcome the block through writing this fine poem, Andra. Thank you for sharing...

[Andra Davis]

Thank you Marie. :)

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

that feeling of being numb after being sad for so long is expressed in pretty words. it's certainly something we can all relate to. although this is specifically about writing, feeling out of words is a common symptom of emotional fatigue. in times like this, it is important to rest and recuperate. and i hope you found that rest today, dear writer.

[Andra Davis]

Thank you Ern

[Thomas W Case]

Powerful writing and very relatable. You will get back there.

[Andra Davis]

Thank you Thomas

[Einstein Noodle]

writers' block strikes everyone from time to time .. most advise to write anyway .. the more we write the better it gets, theoretically .. i admire your effort with this one .. rhyme and rhythm feel rough in places but the honesty and universality of your thought comes through loud and clear .. i admire all who keep writing in the down times because i just take a break ... like the Beatles song words of being in love but lazy :) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ELUBYZ61o4
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[Andra Davis]

Thank you Mr Noodle :)

[emipoemi]

If by your note you mean you're still trying to get the poem right, then hmmm. Because I've read this twice already and both times I'm coming off with a sense of incompletion; like the whole poem is off as it were. But after the second time - and I may need a third to fully see if I'm right in this - I noticed that the very essence of being off and out of whack is an underlying point. Does it matter? That's a key question. And I wonder if you could play off that rather than the blockage of not writing as you're trying to present. Or you could but the way you have the poem would determine the interpretation. Your word choice and order determine the interpretation. The very structure and flow determine the interpretation. So, as it stands, if the intended interpretation is "I'm blocked and I need to recover my mojo" then having all the lines out of whack wouldn't work as powerfully as if the it were to be a commentary on the way you write poetry doesn't matter. Because, the blockage statements and whatnot make sense. That's all really good for the most part - you slip a little on occasion to hit a rhyme that despite being a good, presents itself in these instances as wonky due to the musical flow. You maybe add a few external aspects that blur the full picture (who's supposed to be seeing you as an eagle there at the end? The poem? The Muse?). So maybe try to stick to the main two interpretations and have fun with that. Or if you want to stick with the main one as the blockage, then hammer home what it means to not have it matter, as that's the key question. If you're gonna rhyme, rhyme well, not just because you need to. If the structure doesn't work, change the structure. But you have a really great idea here that deserves a proper execution. Great start!!

[Andra Davis]

Chill.. I just write to relieve myself. No big deal

[emipoemi]

Okie-dee, I'm just saying my piece in answer to your concern of whether it made any sense. Just trying to help.

[emmajoygreen]

It certainly does make sense, Andra. You have told your tale so well, using remarkable meter -

'In this lake of tears I drift
Hoping for waves of light so swift
If you could see me from my bay
And have something decent to say
I'd soar away to the skies
Till I be an eagle in your eyes
The roof of glumness to batter
But then, would it really matter?'

It would certainly matter and yes, it does make sense!

[Andra Davis]

Thank you for your kind review.

[emmajoygreen]

My pleasure.

[Gee]

Not sure whether the "imposter" is you in your everyday life or the way you feel regarding the writing of poetry. If it is the latter the cast of your doubts as we all question the worth of our writing, and let me tell you yours is just fine:))

[Andra Davis]

Thank you for the review :)

[AYVID N]

If only I just had a clue
What causes this mental blue
My idle pen would chatter
My silence of gloom to shatter

~ Related so much to these lines. Gloom can be so inhibiting to our words, sometimes. You kept the theme beautifully, throughout the poem and I loved it.

Well done Andra!

[Andra Davis]

Thank you for kind comments DIVYA.