The jinni of writing

There are a number of other blog posts waiting in the wings, but this poem came tumbling out last night and demanded to be heard – forthwith. I am but a humble servant, so herewith and rather forthwith then some ramblings about the process and agonies of writing itself:

I am ensnared
between desire
and possibilities
still abound

the words
so final
anchoring thoughts
creating a picture -

firm, 

unwavering
delete button
notwithstanding

what of other lives,
directions,
possibilities,
do they perish…

 …or persist
to another day
another page
another image

the questions
always present -
wondering if
this version is just 

the jinni
laughing,
cajoling
never letting up

but without a start
there will be nothing
but fleeting thoughts
so here go I

torn between fear
and hope
painting the words
regardless