Sunday, 22 January 2012

encircle

a story
I scatter in the wind
I know it will scald
shards will pierce into the ashen urges
but I curb my instinct to run
ignore the whispering sisters
who have the knack to create trouble
when the mind is fertile
I know how to charm out a story
from the debris.
anything is possible
I uncurl and walk free

"a non-smile is harbinger of smile,
don't we know that?"

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Today I struggled to write this. My muse seems to have gone into hiding. I have not been able to write. Come to think of it, I don't want to do ANYTHING! Hope I get over this phase soon enough.
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25 comments:

  1. flaubert22 January 2012 at 09:37

    Gautami, for someone who doesn't want to write, you certainly did weave a lovely tale here.

    Pamela

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  2. Bill22 January 2012 at 10:54

    gautami, sometimes your muse sneaks up on you when you're not looking; I'd say she's on the job in this one.

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  3. oldegg22 January 2012 at 11:25

    Your muse never left you she is safely inside you inspiring you unawares.

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  4. jaerose22 January 2012 at 11:30

    A story scattered in the wind..how I love that..your muse is still there..Jae

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  5. barbara22 January 2012 at 12:01

    Looks like the muse wanted to work, even if you didn't.
    (Guess I, too, need to uncurl and walk a bit)

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  6. Tess Kincaid22 January 2012 at 14:03

    Beautiful...excellent take on the prompt...I especially like "ignore the whispering sisters"...

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  7. Laurie Kolp22 January 2012 at 17:15

    I'd never know you struggled... this is great.

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  8. Ms. Geek Goddess22 January 2012 at 19:55

    Love it! :) Great take on the prompt!

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  9. Cheryl22 January 2012 at 20:41

    You've charmed quite a story out of these words. Don't worry if the muse takes a vacation. Just keep writing.

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  10. A Daft Scots Lass23 January 2012 at 01:45

    beautifully written.

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  11. DeLi23 January 2012 at 06:16

    charming narration. made me smile :)

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  12. Mama Zen23 January 2012 at 09:38

    This is lovely!

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  13. Autrice23 January 2012 at 16:37

    I'm glad to see you're still doing Sunday Scribblings. :0)

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  14. Teresa23 January 2012 at 18:05

    Your writing without a muse is wonderful!

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  15. Tumblewords:23 January 2012 at 19:29

    love it - the whispering sisters is such a mind opener...

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  16. Cathy23 January 2012 at 20:11

    If you are struggle, it is usually a sign that you need to take a break and go recharge your batteries.

    You'll know when you are recharge.

    or you could threaten your Muse with a sword or in my case, a lightsaber. That works good too.

    As for the poem - Excellent

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  17. Doctor FTSE23 January 2012 at 21:36

    If it ain't properly punctuated I don't comment on it.

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  18. ninotaziz24 January 2012 at 02:28

    Lovely!

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  19. Lydia24 January 2012 at 04:35

    Well, it certainly spoke to me!

    (I think my muse is on strike! So frustrating. )

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  20. vivinfrance24 January 2012 at 06:41

    Gautami, you have made the words dance in your poem. Blow muses - who needs 'em? This was YOU talking.

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  21. Nita Jo24 January 2012 at 17:29

    Beautifully written! I don't think your muse is absent at all!

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  22. Carrie Burtt24 January 2012 at 18:26

    Your muse is alive and well Gautami....beautiful writing!!

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  23. Paige25 January 2012 at 10:38

    Deep as the ocean. You have carved out a poem as ancient as the willow tree. Enjoyed.

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  24. pmwanken28 January 2012 at 06:50

    Allow YOURSELF to uncurl and walk free...

    Nicely written wordle.

    ~Paula

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  25. Taylor Boomer29 January 2012 at 08:43

    fantastic.

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