Sunday, July 14, 2013

what i wanted to write

Lately, the muse went awol. Or she quit. Anyway, whenever I want to write something, a fence appears. The paper remains blank, and after a while I go back to the video games.

This is something I wrote a few years back, and has been sitting in my hard drive since. Forgot what made me mad the day I wrote that...




photo by ppdigital
image from morguefile.com




what i wanted to write


i wanted to write
of lush sunsets
flowers in the wind
lovers whispering
sweet promises

but

i have nothing to offer
except
bleak grey walls
rain
in the evenings

a plastic bag
flailing in the wind
ash dangling at
the tip of a cigarette


who wants to read
of
sunbaked pavements
rusty bumpers
short tempers
the man rummaging for
aluminiun cans
from trash bins
which he will resell
for a bowl of porridge

i wanted to write
of lush sunsets
flowers in the wind
lovers whispering
sweet nothings

but

that will be
another time.


25/04/08
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"Writing is something you do alone. Its a profession for introverts who want to tell you a story but don't want to make eye contact while doing it.”

-- John Green.



Shared on Poetry Pantry #158  at Poets United.






© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ), 2013

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18 Comments:

Blogger Nataša Dolenc said...

first, I love the John Green quote, I agree with him.

And yes, many would prefer to read about sunsets, flowers.. you know, nice images, but I like the beauty of rain, plastic bags, ashes of cigarettes... so glad you wrote about that ;)

15 July, 2013 00:15  
Blogger anthonynorth said...

I suspect batteries are being recharged. If I ever feel this way, I forget about writing and it soon comes back.

15 July, 2013 00:27  
Blogger Lisa A. Williams said...

I have those times as well, when I want to write something beautiful but I see the ugliness and it provokes me to write about that. Really wonderful poem!

15 July, 2013 01:03  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Natasa,

i am reading his books now (my daughter insists that i must read them), so yes, i like this quote too. i lived in the city so there's really not much to write about. or is it? anyway, i tend to write about "drab" stuff. :)



Anthony,

oh, my duracell bunny!

sometimes, getting away from it for a while helps the words to return. :)

15 July, 2013 01:13  
Blogger Brian Miller said...

people def love the beauty more than the grit...i like the grit though and find there is as much beauty there as anywhere...

just write...it doesnt have to be good...just sit there and write...only way out of it i know...

15 July, 2013 01:29  
Blogger Mary said...

Really, I think writing about everything and and anything is fine. Many write about sunsets, flowers, and lovers. Not so many write about rusty bumpers, men rummaging, or the ash at the end of a cigarette. Many would not even THINK perhaps these things would be the subject of a poem....so you are ahead of the game in that regard. Originality is the key, a key many of us (including myself) don't always have. Perhaps you were being a bit facetious in mentioning those subjects; but I am not being facetious in saying I would enjoy a poem on any / all that you mentioned.

15 July, 2013 01:33  
Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

I LOVE this poem - ESPECIALLY the man looking for tin cans and the rusty bumpers. And I sympathize with your temporary bout of not-writing. I am there, too, at the moment. Stumped.

15 July, 2013 02:49  
Blogger Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger said...

Your batteries will recharge--I love it when writers write about writers' block--and this is so vivid--well done!

15 July, 2013 03:16  
OpenID booguloo said...

A little of bit of anger eases the stomach acid... Nice quote.

15 July, 2013 05:20  
Blogger dsnake1 said...



Lisa,

thank you!

yes, all writers have those times, don't we? but we shouldn't lose track and forget that there are still beautiful things to write about, like love, kindness, sunsets and flowers.:)


Brian,

i totally agreed with what you said. there's beauty even in grit, though some may find it hard to agree. i remembered you wrote about the homeless and the outcasts, about discarded pizza boxes and cigarette butts, and you wrote them very well. :)


Mary,

thank you! your comment is really insightful. i think writing about everything and anything is fine too. poetry is an art, and like any art can be very visual too.

i think what i write depends much on my mood at that point of time. perhaps i have lived too long in the city, worked too many odd-hour shifts, that my writings tend to lean to "darker" stuff. :)


Sherry,

thank you! i am sure we will be reading your poem pretty soon. :)


Audrey,

thank you! sometimes, other stuff that are clamouring for your attention wears you out. :(


booguloo,

is it? i thought it will make it worse. :D
thanks for dropping by.

15 July, 2013 23:48  
Anonymous Ravenblack said...

I think we all have moments like this.

Sometimes everything shines and everything, even the most mundane can be poetry, sometimes it's all bleak and boring-like. Weird huh? :)

17 July, 2013 12:59  
Anonymous dsnake1 said...

maybe that's what makes writing interesting. :)

17 July, 2013 23:50  
Blogger R.K. Garon said...

Well, you certainly know how to write about nothing :-) ...and very well I may add :-)
ZQ

18 July, 2013 09:35  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

:D

i am moved, thank you, ZQ!

18 July, 2013 23:38  
Blogger ashok said...

recharge...take a break and travel and get ur muse back!

21 July, 2013 18:42  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Hi Ashok! long time no see.
yes, maybe i need a break. :D

21 July, 2013 19:49  
Blogger Mary said...

Visiting your blog again this week. I do know about video games..or should I say FB games. Don't get me started on Candy Crush? I hope you will have something to share today, but if not....I will wait for next time....and thank you for comment in MY Poetry Pantry shared poem.

21 July, 2013 20:55  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

thank you, Mary!

ah, Candy Crush. i am playing it, and am stuck at a certain level. :(

22 July, 2013 00:21  

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