In the Words

Written for NWCU WWUC 1/17/13:

Image: Appetite for Photos, with permission

The stone cold face expelled all hope

of ever coming back again

and for awhile I stayed afloat

but then discovered leaky boat

With each rejection darkness grew

I tried to ride the winds of change

but craft continued to sink down

I knew that I would surely drown

He saw the signal of distress

and shared a light to guide me home

and through the rain and bitter cold

it steered me past the rocky shoals

I’d lost my compass on the way

but in the words I found my map

and when the sun broke through the dawn

I'd learned that I could carry on.

© Ginny Brannan January 2013

For Wednesday Wake Up Call we are invited to share when the desire to create first hit us. For me it was at a pivotal point in my life, after losing job of 18 years. Had always seen the glass as half full, until suddenly it wasn’t anymore. My best friend suggested I try writing as a creative way to vent what I was going through. But along the way I discovered something I really enjoyed. For some it is second nature to write, others a calling, for me it was and still is a way to express feelings, events, emotions, bits and pieces of life that are just waiting to be written.