Stop Writing For A While Poem by Hebert Logerie

I wanted to give up, to stop writing for a while
But I could not. I started walking down the aisle
Thinking about how you used to eyeball me slowly
How you looked down on me shyly with a smile
And all of a sudden you changed into a beauty.

I wanted to quit expressing my ideas on paper
But I could not. I started to quiver on the floor
Like an addict who loses his balance, his dexterity
Things don't bivouac quite the same way anymore
I have to adapt to the frigid weather, to the winter.

If I abandon writing, I will become a different person
I will be discontented all the time without a blue pen
In my hand, like a sick smoker coughing like a dying seal
My life will be dispirited. I will experience extreme pain
I'll be hurt and cranky. And everything will be a big deal.

Now, you're gone, you can no longer play with my feelings
My life is very different. I'm bombarded with a lot of things
Running back and forth in my head like a few loose marbles
However, your images remain in my lenses. I hear two rings
Oh! It is time to write like a toddler who loves to play balls.

Copyright © October 2020, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.