Frustration deep

Creative process; memory; ideas outpacing words; declining faculties

 Frustration deep

So many ideas, images,

Floating by in a heap,

Surfacing up in troubled sleep,

Coming out for fresh breath,

Before drowning out

In that restless, heaving sea

Of swimming memories,

Flushed up from the abyss,

By a mysterious process,

A deadly flotsam of the

Instants gone by and buried deep,

You try to save many of the swirling

Pieces recalled from the dim past,

Some get caught

Of those gasping sensations concrete,

Floating by merrily in your sleep,

Some get figured out easily,

And expressed in words,

While others escape as fugitives,

Whole experience is

Frustrating deep---

As a mortal, limited,

You soon realize your time

Is up and now fast running out!