For years now, ever since I was 5 years old – when I wrote a poem that got read out on the radio – I have written some sort of poetry. They are usually the classic rhyming type, not like some modern poetry that often does not seem to. My poetry is often of the amusing kind – think Pam Ayres and you’ll get the idea – but from time to time I write something a bit more sombre.
I have always found when the muse is with me and I feel like writing a poem, that the words seem to just come to me. Usually, I can write a poem in about 10 minutes from originally being inspired by the idea of the poem to the end of that poem itself. However, that seems to be changing.
For about three days now, I have been trying to write a poem. I have added, deleted, reworded and rethought the words several times. I have analyzed and reanalyzed the words, the rhymes and the subject. I have worried that the end product is not up to a standard that I want to share. I have never really had that concern and have been confident in my poetic ability.
It has me thinking that maybe this is a Parkies thing that I hadn’t expected to be an issue so early on. Perhaps my ability to pull some poetic nonsense together is affected by my Parkies? Perhaps my poetic days are numbered? That thought concerns me. Like my Blog, my poetry has always been something that has helped me to express myself. Now, I’m not sure about whether I can still write them.
There may or may not be a poem coming soon….