Below I am sharing a poem I penned some years ago. It was born from the angst of an aspiring young writer. I was struggling to produce a work of poetry, but the words and inspiration just weren't there. I fought for days, searching for my muse. Finally, I just let it rest. A day or so later, an early iteration of the following poem came to me. In the end, my writer's block was my inspiration.
I polished and refined the piece some years later for a creative writing class in college. Today I share that poem with you and salute another teacher who inspired me and guided my creativity to help me discover what was hiding just beneath the surface. She encouraged me to reach and dream. Betty Nelson, this one's for you. I hope you're enjoying your well-deserved retirement.
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When caged words sing
I wish that I could let them out
These beasts that storm and stalk about
If only I could find the key
To turn the lock, I'd set them free
Set them free by pen on page
From deep inside this troubled cage
Where they struggle deep within
Trying hard above the din
Of restless thoughts and untold dreams
... to escape
© Diane Hughes. All Rights Reserved.
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