Creativity is an opening,
A struggle fraught with doubt,
Unlikely to produce something
Beautiful, yet reverberations mount,
A gathering of half-ideas now
Open to others to make once
Yours, fully theirs, a bow
To the dimming pulse
Of an idea meant to endow
Sometimes I have an intense need to write, yet self-doubt and a lack of confidence in a capacity to convey what I mean can feel stifling.