Tag: Writing

Six Months

Six months
Since pen touched paper
Six months
Since words freely flowed
Six months
Since I last gave a damn
About this passion
That once upon a time
Brought me joy
It’s time
For passions to return
Not all at once
Not too sudden
I couldn’t handle that
But slowly
Day by day
Word by word
Passions shall return

– James Dubeau

And On The Seventh Day

And on the seventh day

In all the infinite wisdom

Of all the creatures

In all the worlds

Across all the universes

And dimensions

FORGOT!

ThE cReAtOr FoRgOt!

Skipped a day

Was tired

Needed a break

Slip of the mind

Ruining plans

Laid out with care

But that’s fine

What the creator destroyed

The creator creates

New plans

Progressing forward

Shifting goals

Not a failure

Honest

Just accomplishing goals

Along a separate track

Still creating

Worlds and lives

It’s

All

Good

For real

This time

– James Dubeau

I Forget

Why is it

That I forget to do

That which I claim

To enjoy doing?

Why can’t I remember?

Why can’t I do it?

The days tick on past

But not one neuron fires

To remember

What I should do

What I want to do

What I need to do

– James Dubeau

Sunday Morning Writing

Sitting in the coffee shop

Early on Sunday morning

As I often do

Laptop open

Document ready

But my words

My words

They do not flow

I stare at the screen

Flashing cursor

Staring back at me

Judging me

My drive

My passion

Has left

Only emptiness

Remains

Unfulfilled void

Of sitting

And staring

At blank

Nothing

– James Dubeau

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