Driving that Formula 1 racing car
Words coming fast and furious
Imagination set into overdrive
Taking the turns at unimaginable speed
Until I hit the wall!
Instant blank, everything stops
Exhilaration only a distant memory
Forced to deal with the wreckage
Sitting in that little wooden boat
With only a three HP outboard motor
Puttering along, dragging a line
Reeling the words in one by one
Riding a brand-new bicycle
With lots of time to observe
The world around me
Passing by in slow motion
The words arranging themselves
Beautifully and in order
Enjoying that slow ride
Through the country side
Then a welcome change of pace
Flying high above the clouds
A different perspective inducing
Heavenly sentences
Imagination now taking me
Into an abyss full of shadows
Where the dark paints
Words of sorrow and pain
Back in the sunlight
The words soar into the sky
In beautiful lines, mirroring clouds
Loving, tender, and stimulating
A writer’s life is unlike any other
Filled with unimaginable heights
Incredible dark, depressing lows
An exciting life lived on the edge
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Alfred Peyer (Pseudonym) (
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Wow, your words really come alive on the page! The last stanza says it all. We can dream and write it all. "a writers life is unlike any other" So true. Great job on this!!
Thank you Christina! And you are right, we have to dream, use our imagination, but at the same time we also need to stay grounded in reality.
Writing ... not unlike Riding. Takes one on a thrilling, tenuous, emotion-packed journey, doesn't it. Beautifully expressed in this fine metaphor, Fred!
Thanks Louis, it definitely has its ups and downs. And I am hitting that wall more often than I like. But overall there is much more good than bad!
A fine write Fred.
Thank you, orchidee! I do appreciate you reading and commenting!
Only true poets can fully appreciate this - fine write that must ring cords with most of us.
Thanks so much Michael, for this nice comment!
This was so captivating! Also, accurate! Great write!
Thank you so much, virago, for your kind comment!
Hit it again Fred great writing , I just pack it in and try later rather than banging my head to the wall .
Thank you WL, I do the same really. We have a saying in Hawaii that fits perfect: 'If can, can. If no can, no can!'
You had my mind hooked at the start, I was in that car and already done a lap then hit Mars. Resonating with every word in between, the ending came like words of my dreams, I am so glad to see you on this edge of lifes vibrational field.
A true master of your thoughts here my friend, thank you for sharing.
Thanks so much PD! I thought I was living in that vibrational field, but it was only my teeth clattering and my hands shaking! 🙂
When the writing stops from hitting that wall, listen closely for your muse with words written on the wall. Great write Fred. I love this. ; )
Mahalo AP, easy for you to say. Broke my glasses when hitting the wall, couldn't see anything.
hahahaha, yeah, that might stop the writing. ; )
No kidding! Can see really good far away, but nothing in front of my eyes!
Guess new glasses are in your near future.
Super write, as we write our words that bike will take us on a journey of writing them.
Thanks Goldfinch, with the bike slow and easy, with the formula 1 fast and furious! No matter what the speed, write we will!
This is amazing Fred. I was picturing you doing all those things and the words following you floating over your head. Fantastic writing.
Thank you Malu, I wish I could have done all these things, but the reality is that I am sitting in front of my screen. BUT, the imagination can soar and bring up any picture I want.
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