Words Are Falling

Words are falling all around me

But yet I cannot pick out the right ones

To tell you how I feel

It’s all a blur

I can’t see through

To find out what I feel

One thanks me, for caring so much

The other curses me, for caring so little

I’m lost in what I feel

And words are still swirling by

Chaotically fast

Twirling and dancing

Calling, “Pick me! Pick me!”

Yet nothing sounds right

So many words and yet again

None of them can tell you

How I feel

One day I will find those words

The perfect way to convey

Just how I feel, to you286163

But by that time you’ll be long gone

As they always are, when the right words

Swirl by and come together

 

 

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  1. Reblogged this on Angel's Reverie and commented:
    Poetry bt Cari Wiese

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  2. This poem is a really good poem. The poem lays out the struggle we have sometimes in expressing what we feel not only as poets but as ordinary people, too. I would say, though that one day those words will come together before the person of your affection leaves. 🙂

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    • Words are always hard, in a way. The more emotion behind the words, the more we want them to be perfect. It is a constant struggle, especially for writers. There are things we want to say, but only in the right words. There are things we can’t ever say, but wish the words could be freed. Most people probably don’t agonize over such things. Because words mean so much to me, I do.

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      • The same for me as well, Cari. That’s the main reason I am a poet. Poetry is such an intimate part of who I am. My poetry is me on paper. It’s my attempt at letting those interested, to see the magic that I see in this world around me. I just keep working on it until I get it right. I hope to see more of your poetry soon.

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      • There is magic in poetry. It’s nice to hear from someone who understands the depth of that magic. I love to write poetry, though I never considered myself a poet. I probably should spend more time on it, though. I usually feel the most free when writing poetry. I love that the words can have meaning to me, yet translate differently to a reader’s soul. But then, that is the magic of the poem. Thank you for commenting!

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  3. Oh, I do know that feeling of way too many words though not the ones I want… Lovely piece!

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  4. Reblogged this on Cobblestone – a blog and commented:
    Commented on this one the other day because I like it! Today, it reminded me of an old piece of mine – took some time to dig it out as it turned out to be from April 2006… :

    Words coming home
    ————–

    I could write
    But no particular subject appear

    I should write
    The need is suddenly there, appearing from nowhere

    Opposite of writer’s block, I should think
    But just as desparate
    Words tumbling around, looking for paper
    Longing to be strung together
    Looking for the sentences to which they belong

    And not finding any

    Where is it, the subject?
    Lots of verbs around
    Colourful adjectives
    Even a pronoun!
    But no subject to offer them context

    They’ll flutter around for a while
    The words
    In vain

    Then they’ll settle
    Merely being part of the usual thoughts
    Conversations
    And dreams

    Not gloriuous prose, stanzas or rhyme
    But at least they will find use

    And use in lovers’ gentle talk
    Isn’t the worst of uses either

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  5. I love that you mention the opposite of writer’s block. Often, people think that writer’s block is the absence of any words. In my experience, I tend to be “blocked” more by choices than words. I can’t choose a plot twist or how a character should react. So I sit, stuck with zero words, because I feel I can’t move forward without making a choice. So many options, yet no practical use.

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