Description: I've just been in one of those mostly, unfortunately, work focused moods and it does affect my creativity....also, it's not so much writers block as it is you just feel as though you've said the same things.
I just have been painting and drawing!
Sleep well muse!
Where For Art Thou, Muse? -------------------------------------------
The words fall away
as the autumn leaves
my speech so colorful
The thoughts echo within
like the whispering winter wind
Thoughts once gathered
Where has my season of writing gone?
Has my muse fallen in deep slumber under
virgin snows that blanket the highest peaks?
Oh muse, dream of all in rhyme and germinate the seed of poetry and prose so it may spring forth a multitude in Spring....
u had writer's block, not that I just read, I wish my writer's block was as poetic as your's. I enjoyed this piece, especially about losing your muse. Winter will recede and the lush "green" of spring will return. Keep it real, as always. Shannon
Tif,, You are a splendid poet with your muse and as your muse left you in this write, I've got to say gal, you did one heck of a job anyway... Just joking, girl! For we can all see you still have it, girlfriend...LOL
Well, you could have fooled me! Such a lovely write for having lost your muse! I love your seasonal references. Nature is so beautiful in all its forms and you always seem to capture its essence in your writings. I know this feeling, and it can be frustrating indeed! It can be difficult to find new and refreshing things to write about but outside interference does play a role in this because then you start writing again and words just flow from your mind and you think to yourself, why the hell didnt I think of this before?! Damn distractions! But, this prose is lovely and your comparisons with your writing and the seasons is wonderful. Take care.
For your muse to have left you this is a most beautiful write Tif. So.. "poetic". "words fall away like autumn leaves, colorful speach, now bare." < this describes your point so well.. I like how you question where your muse has gone and ask for its return. I've been there. A lovely and enjoyable write. ~Sandra