A Forgotten Affair

I’d like to have more confidence—
to shed a little more light on the subject.

I think about it often.
I feel it often.
And yet… the words don’t show up.

I’m inspired by pictures.
I often place an image in this white space before I even start writing.
Pictures have that way with me.
They can ignite the words, the feelings—
the stuff that fills this blogspot.

John assists me in showcasing that, with certain subjects,
I hide.

Well—
I guess we don’t even have to make it plural.
A certain subject.

When it comes to things that appeal closest to the human heart,
I’ve always had a hard time drowning out the lines.

Instead, I retreat—
back to a private area
where I know no one can see
or sense the jargon that leaks
from the open pores.

It was his picture I wanted to put here.
his.

Maybe one day,
the courage will come.