No Floors, a poem for writers

no floors, a poem for writers
That's my nephew Naim. I thought he was a roaring t-rex but no. He's a screaming rabbit.

NO FLOORS

A poem for writers
by Ela Thier

We write because
We see no light
We feel no might
We fill with fright
Alone at night
We doubt
We could unite

We write because
We feel so small
Can’t hear our call
three inches tall
We can’t play ball
Can’t play at all

We write because
We hear a sound
And wonder if we might be found
And wonder if there is a way
Could we remember how to play
And are we brave enough to stay
And will our children be ok

We wake up feeling fear inside
We want to hide
We can’t abide
Knowing a beloved died
Beloveds we’ve not met

We write because your child’s mine
My child’s yours
So if there’s someone without shelter
Then none of us have floors

We write cause we think what’s the use
We write cause we’re done seeking truce
We write cause we are not obtuse
Don’t want to write…

We write because you’re me
I’m you
And we are done with making due
So even if we have to cry
We writers try

20 thoughts on “No Floors, a poem for writers”

  1. Laughed OUT LOUD! Screaming rabbit — LOL still laughing. Love the way your mind works – screaming rabbit HAHAHAHAHAH aren’t we all sometimes? Weeeeeeeee! cute little bunnies.

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  2. it was the perfect message for me. This poem resonated with me in so many ways. Thoughts I didn’t even know I had. Thank you Ela!

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  3. Ela…
    Love your words & the passion behind them. They landed well with me & tapped my creative vein.
    We write because…
    Thank you

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  4. Wow so beautiful and so inspiring and great picture of your nephew! So so cute! I am inspired on day two of 10 mins a day of writing as you have inspired me to start writing and I thank you.

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  5. Our sound can do no wrong
    When we laugh out loud with
    words of sadness
    From our hearts listening
    The the love within us

    We are all of one heart
    Those who walk 23 steps at a time
    Enlightened to walk through the shadows
    His staff held high
    Claiming us with His name ablaze

    I will finish by staying close to Him
    And you too

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  6. This poem resonated so much…not only our small issues in our own homes,….but what is going on in the world …all over the world that is not right…for me, you summed it up and I am sure it had many meanings to many people.

    Thank you for sharing this. I loved it! Denyse

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