Words… so many, yet so few.
Sometimes I cannot find
words that give full meaning
to that which I feel
forcing me to create new words
that have meaning only to myself…

I take solace in the fact that
some poems are just for me.
Sometimes unable to express
my feelings and emotions fully…
even those close to me would find
the center missing… the donut hole gone…
words lost in the batter
perhaps to make themselves understood
when they take new shape
as I write a new batch.


8 thoughts on “Words

  1. …the donut hole gone…

    Excellently put. It’s thought by many to be bad form to write a poem about writing but this one works just fine.

  2. Exactly how I feel when it comes to writing – that border between inspiration and creation and the formlessness to form … terrifying, satisfying and wondering if anyone else is able to follow!
    Enjoying your poems.

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