She walks through the blinding fog
it engulfs her morning stroll
Her mind is stuck in marsh and mud
waiting for something to unfold
Underneath the shrouded veil
lies a poem waiting for wings
To take flight in earnest sail
in the midst of misty dreams
Each voice she hears, echoes back
whispering in the brisk breeze
Like bells along the aerial track
amidst the flutter of leaves
Her heart beat is dancing strong
soul searching for each rhyme
Through the dense pathway on
The bells are beginning to chime
Drawing her ever so close by
beneath the fog and bitter rain
She pulls the sun from bending sky
her muse plants each tiny grain
The shadows of mere words
bounce upon the ground
Awakens the morning birds
as silver rays are shining down
A perfect foggy morning beams
although words are hard to find
In the pathway of misty dreams
Inspiration is never far behind
© Susie Swanson, 2015
Yep, this is the way I feel right now folks. I'm at a loss for words and left with nothing but memory fog. I haven't had the mindset to write much at all and it's no wonders. Between dealing with trying to get balanced out with Thyroid Meds. after my Thyroidectomy and my long time Stomach Problems rearing their ugly head, it's a wonder I've got any brain left at all. I want to try so bad and I get on the computer to write and the next thing I know I'm miserable. So.. I'll wait it out and hope for better days ahead and the Fog will have lifted FINALLY... Blessings to all of you. ~Susie
© Susie Swanson, 2015
Yep, this is the way I feel right now folks. I'm at a loss for words and left with nothing but memory fog. I haven't had the mindset to write much at all and it's no wonders. Between dealing with trying to get balanced out with Thyroid Meds. after my Thyroidectomy and my long time Stomach Problems rearing their ugly head, it's a wonder I've got any brain left at all. I want to try so bad and I get on the computer to write and the next thing I know I'm miserable. So.. I'll wait it out and hope for better days ahead and the Fog will have lifted FINALLY... Blessings to all of you. ~Susie
Goodness, Susie...This is some of your best stuff! I thought I was reading a classic poem written a hundred years ago...Such beautiful imagery. It must be true that out of hardship, the soul produces much beauty.
ReplyDeleteI do pray you feel better very soon...I know what it is not to feel like yourself.
May tomorrow be sunny and clear~In Jesus~Amen
((Hugs))~Lisa
With bowed head and heavy heart, Dear Lord, please heal Susie. In Jesus' name, Amen.
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DeleteSusie, this poem is beautiful. Really I think it is one of your best ever. I'm sorry to hear you are not feeling well and hope you soon feel well again.
ReplyDeleteSusie, this is a good poem. It's a bit different from your usual, but you are not the same you that you were. ;) You will find your true voice and once again bless us with more and more of your wonderful poems. Praying God's healing virtue flows through every part of your mind and body, in Jesus' Name.
ReplyDeleteHugs and lots of love, my friend.
~Amen~
DeleteSusie, I am curious about your mind fog. My daughter Lizzy, had thyroid cancer, then got breast cancer...she had chemo....I never know if her meds are correct...she has bad foggy days at times. Some one once called it chemo brain. I pray for you as I do my daughter. I would so love for her not to be confused so often. Blessings dear friend. xoxo,Susie
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