to be a wave

the damned wind.... is why, I can never finish a poem.

to be a wave

who s traveled all the way to shore

just to be turned

away.

to be arocket ship

but you have to come home

to be a whisky bottle

with all your potential

emptied too briefly

Too be the victim

of the muse

just teasing

like the wind

Reviews

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. oh, paul ...

the poet writes
but it's a fight
against the wind
beyond momentum
the poet writes
with all his might
when the wind has sinned
like a pendulum
not a moment of relief
or words of belief
for the poet waiting for words
but the universe is still
and the sky never moves
only they can fly - the birds
the poet watches
humbled as he does
waiting and waiting
for an inspiration's buzz

[Dalebear]

I like the title of the poem, all the surroundings you have is amazing.

Well done

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

How do you write like this..i am amazed..seriously.You are in tune with your surroundings and that shows in your words.
to be a wave
who s traveled all the way to shore

just to be turned
away.
That phrase was exquisite.