I think everyone has felt that "grasping at sand" feeling before— where you're desperate for a spark or some kind of creative breakthrough, but all you get is emptiness. It’s so relatable how you start off talking about the muse, but then you reveal that it was actually just about missing someone. That "weight on weight" line is heavy—it's like you're carrying the absence of that person every single day. It’s a painful read, but there’s a certain comfort in seeing that loneliness put into words so clearly.
Hmm I can see that, there could be more to start. Sometimes maybe it takes a long time to find the beginning or ending. Maybe it just needs to breath awhile. :D
A devastatingly quiet confession that captures how the deepest heartbreak doesn't just empty you out, but burns away the very inspiration to express it ✨
This is beautiful, Kim 🖤
How gorgeous the rhythm of this unfinished poem is — I can’t wait to see how it unfolds
I
Only
Wanted warmth
Beautiful
I liked this, Kim. If this is ‘in progress’ that bodes well for the final cut.
The last part resonated more strongly than the first, if that’s any help at all…
I think everyone has felt that "grasping at sand" feeling before— where you're desperate for a spark or some kind of creative breakthrough, but all you get is emptiness. It’s so relatable how you start off talking about the muse, but then you reveal that it was actually just about missing someone. That "weight on weight" line is heavy—it's like you're carrying the absence of that person every single day. It’s a painful read, but there’s a certain comfort in seeing that loneliness put into words so clearly.
Well then I feel the finished version will be most excellent as this is already pretty perfect
It could be done. It has a solid conclusion and probably my favorite line
Yes. It felt that way, but it also feels like we stepped in late. There might be more that precedes the first line…. Maybe.
Hmm I can see that, there could be more to start. Sometimes maybe it takes a long time to find the beginning or ending. Maybe it just needs to breath awhile. :D
I like the setup and physical layout.
A devastatingly quiet confession that captures how the deepest heartbreak doesn't just empty you out, but burns away the very inspiration to express it ✨
I'm looking forward to the finished poem. This sneak peak was beautifully done.
Living creations must be given time to grow.
I weep for you already my dearest, I feel your pain instantly, even though, as you say it's not even done♥️
Following keep writing！
力行神
Dakkolive 🚫Ts
I weep more dust than sea
This is it.
That is a line that has its own gravity, for sure. Thanks for reading!
very heartfelt ❤️
Eugenia, thank you for the read and the comment. How's your world?
Pain deep as grief? Longing greater than hunger? Uncertainty pressing like a storm? I’m watching this spot . . .
Oh. All of those, I think. :).