#SaturdayInspiration The March Puddle #poem #WeekendBlogShare

I love rainy winter weekends, because I have the perfect excuse to stay at home by the fireplace, or in my study, and read and write all day long…

The March Puddle

March is the month in between.

Spring’s not arrived,

Winter’s not left.

Birds are busy storing twigs,

And buds are peeking their tiny heads,

Daring to tempt this moody month,

While puddles warn us,

‘Nothing’s over until the time is right.’

 

March is unimagined.

Like a line you start and leave

Unfinished,

Because you walk out to feel the rain on your hair,

Washing away your unready thoughts,

Before dripping into a puddle

At your feet,

Like the world.

 

Now you’re ready.

Go back and write.

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You can listen to me read my poem on a 1 minute video I uploaded to Facebook here:

https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=1880882085488464&id=1393735074203170

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As I was writing the poem, I was reminded of Natasha Bedingfield’s song ‘Unwritten’. It has two fabulous line:

‘Feel the rain on your skin. No one else can feel it for you.’ 

Every person experiences events in their own unique way. Only you will feel the rain they way you feel it, the same as inspiration. Your own inspiration and creativity is unique to you. Explore it and embrace it. 

The second line I love is:

‘Today is when your book begins. The rest is still unwritten.’

Your book, poem, flash, can start any day you want it to. Today or tomorrow, it doesn’t matter when. Every new day is today. Your future is unwritten and only you can write it.

Here’s the song, just over a minute of inspiration!

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