The black curtain of night
draws closed at the end of day
like a chemist at work
the Wordsmith dreams
her Muse sits watching
waiting for a slurry of words
to nudge her with urgency
so inspiration will come
she can give to the Wordsmith
who is trying to capture
the letters transparent
as they appear like woven
silken vibrant threads from
the illusive silk worm
threads strong, unbreakable
like obstinate children
rebellious…belligerent
not wanting to form words
they remain recalcitrant
in their need to remain
separate from one another
letters after all
the Wordsmith dreams
her Muse still waiting
for the letters to
coalesce into words
© March 2016
Renee Espriu
Image Taken From Morgue File & Digitized by Myself


Well I think Dear Renee the slurry of words were translated perfectly by the wordsmith.. 🙂
Lovely poem.. and image..
It was good to see you Renee.. and Moving again! oh my.. I so remember all the stress of your last move.. Yes those blood thinners I know of and my friend is on them.. So do take care of you Renee when you are setting about relocating..
Sending you lots of Love dear friend… and I hope you are dusting off those musical ‘keys’ 😉 xxx ❤
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This move will be a good one although I will be extra tired for a few days again. It has been difficult to move on in many ways. I am close to my two adult daughters but not so much to my three sons. At this time in life it is time to let go and to take care of myself and to do what gives me joy. You continue to be an inspiration. Thank You! xoxox ;0
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Yes Renee.. you must do what is now right for YOU.. It’s time to put yourself first for a change.. xxx Much Love xx Sue
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We are all moved in but not unpacked of course. So much better here. Hope you are well. xoxo
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Good to know you are moved and you are all ok.. It will not be long before you are settled and so pleased you are finding your new place so much better.. Don’t go over doing things.. Take care lots of love Sue xxx
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You nailed it, Rene. We are both, I think; the muse, unconscious, waiting to be loosed. When I am truly “on it,” that channel is open, flowing freely between the spheres of being. I really got this one, babe. Thanks. Sorry I have been “away,” but the tunnel was rather closed for yea, this long, grey winter…. Love, Amy
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OMG! I was just thinking of you and how you have been and up pops this comment! I get the ‘grey winter’ thing totally. With me it has been recuperation from open heart surgery last year, moving to a local that has been very stressful and now after 7 months we are moving again back to the area I know. Sold the house and retired last year as well. Whoa! 2015 was the year of years! But I have a new great granddaughter so yea on that! My best to you always and hang in there! The good weather is just around the corner my friend. 🙂
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