Lost-Me

Sand dance

lost

on occasion

without obvious occasion

I seem to                             find

no words

To find

the reasons

why I can’t write

 

but then

            I see snake- sand

crawl-dance and              winde

to silent wind songs

      on beds  barren

of high-wayed desert land

then a thought,

a memory,

an emotion

lands

and finds

me

Reviews

[FJ Davis]

Very effective, in both content and format.
"To find the reasons I can't write..." That's an all-too-familiar preoccupation.
It's for certain that Writer's Block is right down there on Lonely Street.
From what I can see, WM, it came back to you, in big way!

[*** Hey Jude***]

 Love the format you gave this! It calls a desire to find what is not yet seen to us as you so vividly show in these verses.
"crawl-dance and              winde
to silent wind songs"
I am glad you had a "remembering"!
Awesome! ~ :-)

[Pax]

wow..jumbled words...my kind of favorite style....
its really hard when we felt that we cant write a thing..then suddenly nature gives hints for us...wonderful write my friend...

[Robbie~xoxo~]

Wow!... You have found your words!
What a wonderful wordplay you have discovered, as you ponder on writers' block... so cool to see this momentarily evolve into sheer brilliancy! Very cool indeed! :)

[Renée]

Nature is a wonder...snake sand..what a delicious way to unclog the mind ! ...we have dunes which I have traversed and camped before..in my mind "snake sand" is when the wind blows across the sand leaving those wavy lines upon the dunes...is this the sight you write of?

[patricia]

very nice. I enjoyed this a lot.

[James Paulin]

It is often that something good comes from a wandering mind.

[Ed Hart]

yes, that's certainly the way of it