my heart feels heavy tonight like I am deep in gestation my body, however, I promise, is not. I am in the cocoon of pondering at the moment. from the outside, stillness, from within, growth and thoughts and words that have begun to spin and spiral. I am not one for metaphors. a web cacoon nest. hatching weaving spinning. but I am lost in metaphors at the moment in thought. I have no words today they fail, they are not enough to explain the motion I feel from within. something has begun in me and words fall flat in an effort to explain. inspiration is nearing and I wait letting words come in their own time. I am the womb, the spider the caterpillar the bird Waiting for the moment, when the time is right. I am not one for metaphors.
Friday, August 7, 2009
metaphors
Posted by jess at Friday, August 07, 2009
Labels: deep thoughts, on writing
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1 comments:
you are such a beautiful writer babe. you bring me to tears every time i read your posts. i'm so proud to be your husband.
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