Family

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I started as One

Individual, Lone, Singular

We met and became Two

Partners, Companions, Soulmates

Then our Two turned into Three

Family

 

 

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Lack of Inspiration

It seems to me

That happiness

Does not bring me inspiration

I can write tragic poems

And heartbreaking stories

When anguish is strong

But now I’m happy

And I can’t seem to

Put pen to paper

And create

Why is that?

Is happiness not strong too?

Is it not a real

Powerful emotion?

Why do poetry and prose

Drip like ink into writing

On a blank page

When I am overwhelmed

With anger, despair or hurt?

But now that I’m content

I can mean the smile

That spreads across my face

There’s a skip in my step

And my heart is full

All the world is a stage

But I don’t need to act anymore

Happiness

Maybe it’s just

That I’m so unfamiliar

With the feeling

That inspiration has fled

Here’s hoping it comes back