Lost Are the Words as Buried Treasure
Sometimes, words fail me.
Lost Are the Words as Buried Treasure belongs to the following groups:
All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical and Graphic ScratchI lost my words.
I’ve been looking everywhere
under pillows
in books
my mailbox
in the steam floating off my morning latte
in the rapid swish swish of my puppys’ tail
in the click of a purple satin stiletto
No words.
No words.
No sounds of words
or word fragments
not even a letter.
Once I was a treasure hunter of words
I could find them anywhere
under salt and brine and tears
in the sinewy muscle of ink
of skin, naked and chafed
in the space between teeth
they’d glisten
like juice, like rubies
daring to be found
but they’re gone
like a crevice in my flesh
gone
I want
just one word, small and ordinary
so that I may carry it out back
bury it in moist soil
until it blooms
into a story of me.
of the places I want it to touch
or the ones it couldn’t possibly ever.
but the words are stolen
and now
with my mouth sewn shut
eyes glued closed
fingers nailed together
so my hands chomp chomp chomp
and hammer
in a great cleaving mess
on the keyboard
to pound out nonsense
I scream
frustrated
squeezing out red sweat
til I burst and gasp and fight
to get
the ugly
broken
viscera
of no words
out out OUT!
I don’t even know what this is
or where
or how it came to creep up inside
me, like a malignant cloud
ghost
stealer of my muse
thief of words
betrayer
indian-giver
gypsy
i’ll probably find it lurking
beyond the walls of the place
I’ve shut myself into
laughing through the crack in my windowsill
hyena-like
jubilant in the battle it thinks it’s winning
Am I covered with it?
like a rash
like a quake
a fissure my words
fell into
I’m full of dry red brick
spitting out little bits
of tiny
syllables
building a wall
my fortress
punching toward the sky
wanting only to be sucked on
with the ripeness of words
It won’t always be like this
I swear
I whisper to myself
not always
Tomorrow I will see for 60 miles
I will go to where my heart grows
lick the branches swinging free there
catch the words floating
in shafts of light
beneath the trees
I’ll close my eyes
look up when I hear
the distant sound of chimes
imagine myself
inside the words
and the words inside me
(c) 2009 mstrace
JenniferB
Well you found enough words to express yourself wonderfully in this piece! But yeah… I feel you, although I think it’s more inspiration I’m lacking instead of words, :-)
mstrace replied
you could not be more correct, miss J…
eon .
I share with you The BEST WORD THERE IS
My Fave Word in the Dictionary
entelechy
(ĕn-tĕl’ĭ-kē) pronunciation
Believe And Manifest.info Metaphysics
1. In the philosophy of Aristotle, the condition of a thing whose essence is fully realized; actuality.
2. In some philosophical systems, a vital force that directs an organism toward self-fulfillment.
Ideal for the DEEP THINKER Who likes to share good words and thoughts..
Ciao Steve
mstrace replied
i love good words and thoughts…so I thank you Mr. Hook.
Mel Brackstone
My niece is just learning to read….she needs to read the words…...hope you can find them soon!
mstrace replied
thank you Mel!! did you take that photo Mel? Its beyond gorgeous…
Jessica Tremp
it seems your words are back…x
mstrace replied
jess…lovely one – yes, the words are never gone. but…I have NO STORIES, nothing to write about and it’s just awful. So this was a little poetic license about my lack of…oh, inspiration (big, heaving sigh)
Lisa Jewell
Found words
are these…..
“imagine myself
inside the words”
You took me inside too….thank you.
XOXOXO
mstrace replied
XOXOXO
right back at ya….in a big way
PJ Ryan
Well. I think you found your words :)
eyes glued closed
fingers nailed together
so my hands chomp chomp chomp
and hammer
in a great cleaving mess
on the keyboard
to pound out nonsense
brilliant. yep, can relate xx
mstrace replied
thanks my pajama (PJ) love…you see my words. And…I see yours. And adore them beyond belief.
Geoff Coleman...
Even when you think you’ve lost them they write their loss with a visceral, palpable passion – the most eloquent writers block I’ve ever read lol!
mstrace replied
ahhhh GC…its a bit of a misnomer…I haven’t lost the words as much as I’ve lost the stories. I feel as if I suddenly have nothing to write about…but I do find never ending inspiration on the bubble…
LittleHelen
You had better not be lost for words when I see you Trace! :D
xx
mstrace replied
LH, if you truly get your butt here…I can assure you, I will NOT be a loss for words!!!
Outdoors2
Your,
Loaded with
megrims
Cocked with
vagary
Goad the percussion
Now awaiting your impact…....
Tapping foot here
...;-)
mstrace replied
Outdoors….huh??
:-)
DarkHotel2
wow – I love this so much, in your purging of not finding words – the words are found… how do you do it – and I marvel at sentences like this, ‘imagine myself- inside the words’ JUST BRILLIANT!
mstrace replied
DH2….thank you kind sir.
bellmusker
Trace, the salt & brine are preservation tools, so that when you’re ready for your words, they’ll be ready for you.
I want
just one word, small and ordinary
Here’s the most exciting word I can give you right now babe …...soon x
mstrace replied
soon
I have come to LAH-HOV and fracking hate that word!
never has a word carried such…replete yumminess. I have heard the voice of Bell. And it is sweet.
Therefore, I require more and more and more of the sweet…in the Merry Month of June!
KathO
You’re back! I’m so glad, I’ve missed your words too. Looks like you’ve found a lot of them here, and such good ones too. Maybe if you don’t look so hard, they will come and find you, after all, they need you to set them free. And you do it so well.
Welcome back my friend :))
mstrace replied
why thank you Kath…I have been trying to not look too hard for the words. patience is definitely NOT one of my virtues!
(cheeky grin)
Holly Ringland
oh beautiful woman… your words snuck up behind you and have been hiding in your shadow because even if you haven’t been able to see them, here they are in all their delicious splendour. you do such beautiful things with verse and prose and i, along with everyone else, slurp them up as fast as we can. i’ve missed your writing… and this well and truly satisfied xxx
mstrace replied
you are too fracking kind beautiful hollyland. the words aren’t really the problem, so much as what what what to write ABOUT.
(big sigh)
oh well, I’m sure I’ll get well and truly inspired at some point…
xoxoxo
aglaia b
i love your work
♥
mstrace replied
aglaia…I have NO EARTHLY idea how I missed your comment, but reading it just now made my day (and my evening). thank you oh talented one!!
Astoreth
I love your work too Trace. xx
mstrace
astoreth…i humbly thank you for that beautiful compliment.
xoxoxox
Erika .
imagine myself
inside the words
and the words inside me
This is just brilliant!
cathrinedp
you write gorgeously. Just love this. Know the feeling of no stories, or rather no stories that want to rest on paper.
I look forward to reading more soon…
mstrace replied
wow, cathrine – again thanks SO much for reading and enjoying my work – its what every writer lives for, you’ve made my day!!
Jaybe
Your work constantly amazes me…
This piece got me thinking about my favourite word…...and I have a few I can’t choose between. One is definitely ‘soporific’...but my fave ever has to be ‘susurrus’....lol….it’s a rustling or whispering sound. Such a sexy word….hehe
mstrace replied
thank you soooooo much darlink!! :)