Today I am blank.
Not as fill-in-the but
just blank.
Blank.
I need an umbrella
Something to hang my interests under
A cause
A central theme
I crave a word.
A single itty bitty word
that tells you
who i am
and what i am about.
If i had
my word,
I am creative enough
to twist
and turn,
to wrap any story
and any experience
and even any question
right around it.
I would make clothes
out of that word.
My house would
utter that word
in every nook and niche.
That word would bloom
in my garden.
It would trample weeds
and sing me awake in the morning.
That word
would be my jungle gym
and my ticklebug.
But I haven’t a word.
Not a single word.
Sigh.
Maybe tomorrow
Or the next day.
The spell of your words has me looking for the word you might have dropped, misplaced, lost!
This was wonderful!
and so thought provoking!
Thanks!
Love this. thank you for sharing
Wow. Yes. I’m right there with you. Searching for my word. Thank you for this!
It sounds like your word is ‘blank’. There’s a whole lotta stuff in that word…
xo
jules
I have no doubt that one day very soon, your word will be there, dangling from a string in the sky, waiting for you to grab hold of it…