tim's Bits and Pieces - 37. Circling The Drain

The irony of a poem lamenting a lack of inspiration isn't lost on me.

Nice pieces, tim.

The words will come 
In their own time
When least expected

Be gentle with yourself 

Love and words are never lost... They float in and out sometimes, like the wind, but they're never far away. 

These are wonderful poems, boy. 

tim, my Brother. All three of these poems are fantastic pieces.

The first one... is really speaking to me right now.

I know that writing has been a bit of a struggle recently for you, but as AC says be gentle with yourself. While she's been no trouble, we do have a houseguest. We have been busy and on different schedules. 

Enjoy the time off from work … relax. Soon enough real life will intervene for us both. 

my remaining lunch time is short, small buttons on my phone frustrate me

love you, love the way that even when you are struggling your words touch us all

xo

This is a well written group of poems. I especially enjoyed the first one! Thanks. 

These speak of a frustration I share. You are far more eloquent than I can hope to be. 

Beautiful words as ever. The last one is all too familiar... Words have been escaping me a lot lately as well. Thank you for sharing!

All three are wonderful. #3 reminds me of every time I look at the projects I've got pending with no additional chapters written in months   As well as a few unfinished poems.

20 hours ago, Wayne Gray said:

The irony of a poem lamenting a lack of inspiration isn't lost on me.

Nice pieces, tim.

Thanks, Wayne.

20 hours ago, Backwoods Boy said:

The words will come 
In their own time
When least expected

i know you are right ... sometimes i am impatient.

20 hours ago, Reader1810 said:

Much more eloquent than what I would have said, but I share this sentiment, wholeheartedly. 

Well done, tim! 

You’ve still got it, my friend. Hide and seek is a game words cannot win.  

Edit: Oops, forgot to add, while I like all three poems, I  what number one is is telling us - and the author.  

Thank you, Reader for your constant support ... it means a great deal to me. xo

19 hours ago, AC Benus said:

Be gentle with yourself 

Thank you, AC ... for everything. xo

19 hours ago, MacGreg said:

Love and words are never lost... They float in and out sometimes, like the wind, but they're never far away. 

These are wonderful poems, boy. 

Thank You, Sir.  i appreciate Your thoughts and support. xo

19 hours ago, Brayon said:

tim, my Brother. All three of these poems are fantastic pieces.

The first one... is really speaking to me right now.

Thanks very much, A.

18 hours ago, MichaelS36 said:

I know that writing has been a bit of a struggle recently for you, but as AC says be gentle with yourself. While she's been no trouble, we do have a houseguest. We have been busy and on different schedules. 

Enjoy the time off from work … relax. Soon enough real life will intervene for us both. 

Yes, Sir .. xoxo Thank You.

18 hours ago, mollyhousemouse said:

my remaining lunch time is short, small buttons on my phone frustrate me

love you, love the way that even when you are struggling your words touch us all

xo

aw, thank you for sharing your lunch time with me!  xoxo

17 hours ago, JeffreyL said:

This is a well written group of poems. I especially enjoyed the first one! Thanks. 

Thank you so much Jeffrey! 

16 hours ago, Parker Owens said:

These speak of a frustration I share. You are far more eloquent than I can hope to be. 

Not so sure i am, but thank you very much Parker!

15 hours ago, Thorn Wilde said:

Beautiful words as ever. The last one is all too familiar... Words have been escaping me a lot lately as well. Thank you for sharing!

Thank you, Thorn.  i hope we both find our way to them soon.

14 hours ago, WolfM said:

All three are wonderful. #3 reminds me of every time I look at the projects I've got pending with no additional chapters written in months   As well as a few unfinished poems.

i understand, Wolfie. Thank You for reading these. Sometimes we just have to wait for projects to finish themselves ... somethings cannot be forced.  xo