THE ORDEAL OF A YOUNG POET

When it comes to writing, I am so slow
That a snail is better in speed than I am
I spend all the day struggling.
Rolling and strolling over the first line

I know what to write but how to start
A path so narrow, so narrow
That I sometimes do not feel like following.
Dragging and nagging all the way from the start.

And when I manage to put down my thought
Just as it begins to flow
Like a sap from a slit tree in the winter.
Dropping and dripping all the way to the end.

You can pick from the first statement
Because it is always so shallow
But I have decided to keep at it
Growing and flowing like the Amazon River

Hey Cephas, welcome back to

Hey Cephas, welcome back to the world of poetry. The process of losing your zeal that you talk about in your blog description is something a lot of us go through. I myself have just come back to the world of poetry after losing "the zeal." In my recent experience the best way to jump start the writing process has been to spend as much time as possible reading other people's stuff. That includes contemporary writers, classic writers and amateurs as well. The more poetry I dump into my brain the more likely my brain is to take that stuff, rearrange it and spit out something new. Good poetry doesn't happen in a vacuum usually. Anyway, hope this helps and good luck in your writing journey. Cheers!

Appreciation

Hi Moribund
I am very grateful for your counsel. I will do just that and I will improve with time
Thanks so much
Stay blessed

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