Lena Corazon

Flights of Fancy

NaPoWriMo Day 8: “Pure Inspiration”

I wait each day for the
spark
the moment when words will
trip and twist,
collide, collapse, congeal
transform from Mundane–

“I need change for a twenty”

to Profound–

“If I could change like this twenty,

shed my skin from a single bill,

wrinkled, crinkled, rumpled and worn,

into the many, the fresh, the new!,

then this life would be worth

the price.”

I search the ever-present noise
that fills the day-to-day,
scrying through the screams and the shouts
like the old fortune teller and her glass,
reading between the lines
of shrilly ringing phones,
blindly groping through Chaos so profound
tangible
it is like walking through molasses floors
an avalanche of puzzle pieces and lego bits
a sonic wasteland that destroys all thought
a minefield with no escape.

Exhaustion dogs my steps
sometimes suffocates with a hand inescapable
and if it doesn’t succeed, the litany of should-do-and-failed
will finish the job.

And still I search for words
listen with ears deafened to the glorious music
that comes from a phrase well-turned
a passage that is unflinching in its truth.
I long for the sweet kiss of a single sentence
try to wring them from my soul like blood from a stone.

There is nothing

—-yet—-

Nothing is never the Absence of Something
but the Beginning of Everything
Pregnant with Possibility
Rich with Could-Be
Inexhaustible with Chance.

So I wait
listen
grasp at words with greedy hands
cram them into my mouth
swallow without chewing
and pray for a moment
of pure inspiration.

2 Comments

  1. Wow. It would take me forever and a second lifetime to write a poem. Seriously. I don’t think it’s my thing. Maybe it’s my inability to sit still long enough and apply myself to the process. Your words are beautifully chosen. I really love this. Applause!
    Debra Kristi recently posted..Time Starved Creativity CrunchMy Profile

  2. Whoa Lena, that is amazing.
    “So I wait
    listen
    grasp at words with greedy hands
    cram them into my mouth
    swallow without chewing
    and pray for a moment
    of pure inspiration.”
    I can totally relate to this. Well, the whole poem actually.
    I am at awe. 🙂
    Karen McFarland recently posted..Boot Scootin’ Re-Launch Party!My Profile

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