Awake or asleep, thoughts roll around in my head.
It tires me. Why are my thoughts disorganized?
When I need to find a word appropriate for the
moment, where is it?
When I need an answer to my own question,
or another’s, where is it?
I’m not a dictionary, nor a thesaurus.
But I have used words appropriately in years past,
in business, in personal conversations.
And in one of my favorite pastimes, reading,
I have little problem with understanding the
author’s use of words creating a mental picture
for the reader. Beautiful!!
Is my vocabulary insufficient?
Where are the words that would flow from my
pen, filling up pages, telling the story of my
blessings, my needs, my wishes, my pain,
my heartaches, my joys?
Am I an artist with no canvas, no palette?
Am I no artist at all?
Jo S. McCracken
While recuperting from neck surgery.
Copyright © 2006
Music "Happy Song" by Bradley K. Harris,
my wonderful grandson.
Copyright © 2005
