MUFFLED WHISPERS

it occurred to me yesterday
the only reason i began writing again
was because old mates from the 60s encouraged me to….
but i never found the magic rhythm i had back then….
the spontaneity is largely gone…
replaced by a stultifying cautiousness
born out of a low estimation of myself
it’s the same reason i don’t paint anymore
or act…
it’s hard work now….
the ingenue has become hidden
amongst the debris of life experiences
not gone altogether
but her voice is muffled….
indistinct.
so….today is the last time i’ll post anything
on here….or anywhere
i have nothing to offer
anymore
 
 

F. Yule 2010

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