I lie
Poems buzzing
about my head
Like mosquitoes.
I wait
For them to land,
Pinch them carefully,
Drop them into a
preserving jar of ink,
seal them between
leaves and binding.
I lie,
Free to seek
the peace
of sleep.
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Shawn L. Bird 
So clever to liken writing ideas to mosquitoes! I’ve never seen it done before.
Thanks
Interesting, a welcome suggestion to not feeling like the moment always has immediacy
They can be saved! lol
I love waking in the morning with one just…right there…when I have to delicately reach to hold it like a small bird until my brain gathers itself and I can get to the journal. That is one of my favorite moments in life.
The morning ones are nice, it’s the irritating night ones that cause trouble! I keep a flashlight, notebook and pen by my bed and stretch over to record them. Without my glasses, I can’t see what I’m writing, but I can tell where the handwriting is on the page. It’s generally quite interesting in the morning to see what’s there, and if it makes any sense at all!
What a strong poem, I love it.
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A constant struggle to capture the thoughts that buzz, so many beginning lines that i never get back to, enjoyed the poem!:)
That’s why I have a book by the bed, to capture those little dreams of brillance… 😉 (which sometimes really aren’t)
I love this!
I’m glad!
That gave me a laugh – so true! H xxx
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Love this! A new favorite!
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sounds much easier than creeping out of bed in the middle of the night to write them down. You’ll have to tell me how to do that!
Book on the bedside tabe with a ribbon to the next blank page, blackest black gel ink pen, tiny LED flashlight… 😉
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This is wonderful. It explains some of my experiences with writing poetry, too! Happy writing and blogging : )
Thanks Mary!
know the feeling! Nice poem.
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I Love this!! Free to sleep that made me smile and the preserving jar of ink, awesome!!! God bless your inspired heart 🙂
Thank you. 😉
You’re welcome, thank you 🙂
Bravo! It’s a perfect image and analogy. ~Susan 🙂
Thanks, I’m glad you like it!
Personally, the whole poem is much stronger if it finishes where your sentence finishes, at ‘binding.’ Very original idea. Well done.
I considered that, but I like the circle of coming back to the attempt to sleep, with the poems off in their place, no longer buzzing around, like a gently falling off to sleep at last. I confess, though, that there’s a bit of a joke there, with all the assonant “eee”s still whining like mosquitoes in the last line. (I put that stuff in, but I don’t know if people get it. lol).
Naturally, my opinion is only that… I certainly enjoyed the theme.
I take no offence. I’m happy to hear observations. 😉
I make choices when I initially craft the poems, and continue to sculpt them forever after. (An example I use with my students when explaining why, when citing a website, one must record the date downloaded!)
I think, I think, how many mosquitoes do you catch before to sleep, Do they come as single colours, a monochrome, or so to speak, or perhaps in varied tints they sprint. When to listen, how loud, how soft, do they whisper, rumble, roar, or laugh, These mosquitoes kept in jars of ink, how often might they speak their think.. Do tell, do tell, about the lines they treat… Too much sugar today, Shawn, cheers Sean… Loved the quirk to the poem too..
lol
That particular night it was THREE mosquitoes which kept me up until 3 a.m. when I had to get to work by 9 the next morning. Grrr. 😉
Hope you didn’t fall asleep at work then 🙂
It was all good.
I can relate to this poem so much! So clever with the “ee” sounds at the end too 🙂 – I saw your comment above!
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Really like your metaphor and thanks for the follow,
Elizabeth
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My pleasure, Elizabeth!
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Yes, the buzzing and pinching and preserving! Enjoyed this. It resonates. Thank you, too, for stopping by and following my blog. Appreciate that.
My pleasure. So many poets to discover!
I really enjoyed the metaphor in this one. I have a reputation as being “the funny one”, but comedy, like poetry, is difficult to create under pressure. It’s far more enjoyable for everyone when it comes naturally and in your own time.
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I know what you mean.
I really enjoy the imagery. Especially since I have experienced the same in my own writing experiences or struggles I should say.
All struggles are experiences. 😉 I just hope the struggle is worth it in the end!
I have enjoyed looking at your poems over the past few days. This one, in particular. Thank you for sharing your work.
My pleasure. I appreciate you coming by!
This was actually really accurate, especially when I’d lie awake at night trying to find sleep. Oh such pesky thought-mosquitoes.
Yup. eeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee