Linda Studley

Can't Put the Pen Down…

Rituals


I have missed the morning ritual,
the  gentle coaxing of words
from my sleepy subconscious,
the quest for image and rhyme.
 
The challenge met, there is a void
where discovery used to dwell,
a sense of loss, a loss of senses
honed to a comfortable habit.
 
There is no challenge now,
only the joy of knowing
the poem is already written.
I just need to remember it.

 

Perhaps I won’t be writing them every day anymore, but I guess the morning poem is a habit now.

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2 thoughts on “Rituals

  1. Tony Crafter on said:

    And, understandably, a hard habit to break. This what happens when you stir the Muse; she will carry on creating and will demand release! Thanks for sharing.

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