Thoughts like water
Why do I write?
Deep as oceans,
Shallow as the frothy surf
On my tongue,
Or an echoing teardrop in a prisoner’s cave,
Ripples on the perfect glass,
Of my existence.
Or a storm of wind and fury,
Carelessly tossing trees and lives,
I am here I am alive, can anybody hear?
Sighing like the tide defeated
I am here and will be here again
What have I learned since last time?
The endless cycle ever takes me home.
Why do I write?
02 Jun 2011 33 Comments
in Poems Tags: Art, Creativity, life, Online Writing, Philosophy, Poetry, Poets Rally Week 45, spirituality, Thought, thoughts, why do I write?, Wisdom, writing, Zen



Jun 02, 2011 @ 23:57:49
You write to share your poetic soul with others fortunate enough to veiw it.Thanks for posting such a beautiful poem.
Jun 04, 2011 @ 20:56:38
Thank you for reading!
Jun 03, 2011 @ 15:32:56
indeed. the endless cycle.
Jun 04, 2011 @ 20:57:17
Cheers erbdex, we’re on the same page!
Jun 04, 2011 @ 21:18:23
I feel you! A beautiful piece of writing unheard is a sad thing.
Jun 05, 2011 @ 11:34:46
Thank you. To write is the most important thing. But to be read and receive encouragement is a very close second! Thanks again
Jun 05, 2011 @ 00:36:51
smart thoughts,
the way you use water to convey your sadness is divine.
Happy Rally.
🙂
Jun 05, 2011 @ 11:33:50
thank-you for inviting me Jingle
Jun 05, 2011 @ 07:50:08
Writing takes me over so true =)
Jun 05, 2011 @ 11:33:30
Thanks mindlovemisery! The muse is who I am when I’m not watching
Jun 05, 2011 @ 11:54:40
Insightful poem. I think we write to reach to ourselves and others. 🙂
Jun 06, 2011 @ 18:42:37
Yes that link from within to the world and back again is vital
Jun 05, 2011 @ 12:10:07
I hear you… writing has been my key to unlock the mysteries of my own mind and soul… and so has been reading. This poem talked directly to my heart and hugged me, tight:) Thanks for sharing…
Jun 06, 2011 @ 18:44:08
You’re welcome, I’m happy to share it with like minded spirits. Thanks for reading
Jun 05, 2011 @ 13:39:55
Good thoughts!
Jun 06, 2011 @ 19:23:41
Cheers
Jun 05, 2011 @ 14:30:08
great imagery! we write because we love to? 🙂
Jun 06, 2011 @ 18:46:14
Yes very true. Also see my post ‘The Sparrow’
Jun 05, 2011 @ 15:07:31
You create marvelous pictures!
Jun 06, 2011 @ 18:47:35
Thank you Old-Raven. I am a visual writer though with poetry it is a mixture with the audio rhythm in my head. I’m sure many writers are the same
Jun 05, 2011 @ 16:03:32
Beautiful poem and so true. If only we could unlock the secrets of spirit.
Your poem brought Merlin to mind. Don’t ask me why?
Jun 06, 2011 @ 18:48:24
Merlin is a favourite mythical figure of mine, perhaps because he did unlock those secrets! Thanks for commenting
Jun 06, 2011 @ 05:54:13
Keep writing.
Jun 06, 2011 @ 18:52:17
The best thing a writer can hear. Thank you
Jun 07, 2011 @ 11:26:07
:0 :)………………. keep writing….thats nice ….
Jun 07, 2011 @ 15:38:06
I think writing is a form of self-confirmation for lots of us. Besides, how do we know what we think until we write it down.
Jun 08, 2011 @ 18:59:15
Writing does certainly help to refine and define our thoughts, and also sometimes lead us in directions we never expected…
Jun 07, 2011 @ 18:35:51
It is almost like, to me, that you leave this beautiful door open in these verses, and when one crosses the threshold, you will say, “I am the water, I am the frothy surf, I am the storm the wind the fury, I am the tide…..” For some reason or other I know your poem will lead me here. I think this is an incredible feeling to leave a piece of poetry with. Really incredible! Thanks for sharing this! Cindy
Jun 08, 2011 @ 18:59:47
Many thanks Cindy, I am very happy you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it.
Jun 09, 2011 @ 14:02:08
Yes! love this one. have written a couple on this topic of why and how we write. nice job on this. I tip my hat
Jun 09, 2011 @ 19:01:17
many thanks swanrose, its nice to meet a fellow muse lover! 🙂
Jun 11, 2011 @ 21:19:33
I love this. You captured some of my emotions about my love affair with words.
Jun 12, 2011 @ 13:58:56
Words are amazing aren’t they? I could spend a lifetime with them