Mental Winter

MENTAL WINTER

Mental winter

Very cold

Thoughts are frozen

Seeming old.

Can’t get started

Can’t break free

Breaking ice

Is breaking me.

No warm feelings

No warm thoughts

Always fishing

Nothing caught.

Stuck in neutral

Stuck in place

Hardly moving

From this space.

Inspiration

Dead and gone

No new notions

Woebegone

When’s this ending

Did I go wrong

Always singing

The same old song?

I’m left wondering

What’s the point?

Why’s my brain

So out of joint?

Is this a season

That’s soon gone

Should I just wait

Or carry on?

—

The sun came up

And I arose,

Time to throw off,

Winter’s clothes.

BW3 10/25/20