For five years or so
I sought and found poetry
Alive all around
Once fertile places
Barren of inspiration
Poetic muse fled
World news tells stories
Unjust uses of power
Death and climate change
Writing unconquered
More essential than ever
Has stories to tell
My bailiwick calls
Ordinary life a poem
Alive within self
I hope you never stop writing
Bless you. Your encouragement means so much to me. ❤
This is absolutely wonderful, Ina. I love it.
Thank you, Dale. ❤
Lovely poem.
Many thanks, Rose.
A lovely depiction of the way inspiration comes and goes and the different places we can find it Ina.
Thanks, Andrea. I like the way your comment captured my meaning and made it even clearer to me.