Writer's Lament
Broken bits of phrase
scatter carelessly about me.
Only in stillness
does a whim, an inspiration
breath them into life -
to laugh, to yearn, to be reborn.
Then, the call to task -
and they fall before its looming.
Once again, lifeless,
into the dark.
(c) 2006 StoneTosser

scatter carelessly about me.
Only in stillness
does a whim, an inspiration
breath them into life -
to laugh, to yearn, to be reborn.
Then, the call to task -
and they fall before its looming.
Once again, lifeless,
into the dark.
(c) 2006 StoneTosser
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I especially like the Sysiphus icon next to it....
thanks! me too. I think of it each time I do the dishes while words flitter around my mind unwritten...
Your avatar of Sisyphus on the right hand margin of your Lament is very revealing of your theme, and of the acute perception of your artistic nature.
Praying that you may escape the fate of Sisyphus by opening your heart to be reborn by the Spirit of God, "knowing that He who raised up the Lord Jesus will also raise us up with Jesus" to experience the life that never dies, a life filled with "joy unspeakable and full of glory." (1 Pet. 1:8).
Thanks for your prayers, Uncle Jerry. I think you misunderstand the icon, actually. It is a reminder of the importance of the toil that keeps the wheels moving in life - to support other important things that I value: raising children, living comfortably and supporting that which is important to me. I willingly prioritize such labor over the flitterings of poetry and I'm happy to do so. But that doesn't mean that sometimes I am not just a little sad that I cannot be all things at all times. Life is long and there will be time. This poem is testament to the fact that the Sisyphusian nature of parts of my life is not squelching my creative nature entirely. And it is that creative nature that keeps me close to God, in this life and the next.
My life is already full to the brim with unspeakable joy and glory. A little sadness here and there only points this up to me more clearly. I suppose that means perhaps I am already born unto the Spirit of God. Thanks for reminding me!