When I Write. . .

When I Write. . .
I have a sense of power–
Of making words bend to my will,
And do what I please.
. . . Sometimes.

I feel creative–
Able to make something new and different,
Out of the resources of my own mind.
. . . Sometimes.

I am free–
Bound, not by the past, nor the future,
But alive and awake in the present.
. . . Sometimes.

When I write. . .
Sometimes.. . .
I am blocked,
Unable to capture the bigness of
What I have to say,
Slow,
Bunglesome,
Inept,
Frustrated.

But today. . .
I write words that sing and sob,
That care and cry,
That float and feel.

I am powerful,
Creative,
Free,
Released,
Happy!

By Linda L. Gage
. .