Rosewood Apothecary
Rosewood Apothecary
Jun 22, 2024

Another Connection

Poem Body

Physically exhausted
Emotionally detached
Torn from my connection
My sacred communion
To some ethereal muse divine

Where the absence of words
has left me riddled with holes
dark and apathetic voids
aching to be smoothed over
patched and plastered
I replace with art

For words have become elusive
Feelings have not
In the silence of painting
I find respite
In the flowing water
brilliant pigments find life
within the sovereignty of
serenity and acceptance

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Been awhile. Can’t seem to connect to the right thread.

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - draft

About the Author

Region, Country: U.S.A., USA

Favorite Poets: Emily Dickinson, Robert Frost, Walt Whitman. I’m enamored by the work of lyricists such as Robert Hunter, John Barlow, John Dyer Baizley, and Tom Marshall just to name a handful.

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Comments

RoseBlack

I have been experiencing similar. So glad you were able to find an outlet through your art. Glad to see you writing though. As always, well done.

Lavender

Hello, Tim!
I agree with RoseBlack, it's good to see your writing again. And I am also glad that you have so many other avenues to express your wonderful talents and gifts to offer the world. Perfect title!
Thank you!
Lx

Geezer

for the rest of us, that your muse has been recalcitrant and not much available.
However, as you have indicated, I am glad that your inner being has access to your artist skills.
I guess I can be content to recieve somewhat less of your verbiage and more of the painting;
just please do not abandon us all, in the interest of your surceased thoughts of poetry.
~ Geez.
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