My Darkest Fears

Oh! I had a dream, it frightened me so I don’t understand it, just what it means I do not know. I have so much to say and somehow all my words and ideas were escaping and getting away!

Climbing and creeping out of my head sliding down my face and back , escaping while I sleep in my bed. There is so much racing around in my head fighting to get out and fritter away , rather than waiting for me to write them out instead.

Yes it is my biggest fear that I shall open my mind and find nothing there nothing active nothing real. No beautiful words to fill my screen and I will have to face a sheet that is clean. OH! yes that is my scariest dream.

All my ideas and and fancy words  running to the horizon and taking off with the birds.It is enough to make me weep and it is the thing that keeps me from sleep. So  tonight as I sign out of my wordpress blog and head for bed I have this worry, I have this doubt . Will all my beloved words and images desert me, if I lay down my head will all my words escape me and run toward the sun leaving me breathed, an empty vessel after all is said and done.

 

 

 

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10 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. bearspawprint
    Feb 25, 2013 @ 23:04:00

    Reblogged this on bearspawprint and commented:
    though am unable to write without that direct touch of hand and eye and mind and paper and the dancing flow of content to the paper your feeling of the the thoughts and words escaping and leaving only emptiness behind is a fear I have as well. You lyrically say it very well.

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    • willowdot21
      Feb 26, 2013 @ 07:58:48

      Thank you so much bearspawprint for reblogging this post. I think it is a fear that all of us who write have hidden but not too deeply. ;-) be well and happy xx and thank you again.

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  2. penpusherpen
    Feb 26, 2013 @ 12:49:46

    You are so right Willow, I think this a is a nightmare scenario that all who put pen to paper experience, …that no idea , word or phrase will come to mind when needed. That the pesky muse will desert and leave us speechless. Loved the read my friend, even while I was shivering with recognition…. xPenx

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  3. zendictive
    Feb 26, 2013 @ 12:50:16

    you are a spring that so many drink from your imagination (!_!) I can’t see you drying up but filled year after year, after the fridged snow melts.

    Reply

  4. simon7banks
    Mar 16, 2013 @ 20:00:27

    It’s good that you can say this. Never turn your back on a tiger.

    Reply

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