i sit here yet again
struggling to find the words,
and yet again they escape me.
word after word, phrase after phrase
i try on for size,
but they do not fit,
so i send them back.
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(Update: this blog documented in words a journey, a transition into a new place of being...don't say you weren't warned...)
2 comments:
Maybe sometimes you just have to stop thinking and put your fingers on the keyboard and see what happens!
There are times of late I feel there are no words...
When I could still play, bending a blue note on my trumpet was salvation!
alan
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