Haven’t written poetry in some time, but I came up with this a week or two ago and figured I’d share it here.
“Aperture of Clarity”
Once upon an age
Before he’d built his rage
A passion brewed inside
Not so easily denied
Day and night he worked it through
Not always pretty, but always true
After several fruitful years a shift
Not so long, the passion went adrift
The work became a bore
Creativity a chore
The beginning of the end
A muse unable to contend
Days grew short, sullied temper
The season’s mind a gentle whisper
Reflection’s truth could not ignore
He’d sold away his heart a whore
Buried deep to press on each day
Convinced it was the only way
The path forward yet unclear
In moments felt so very near
Within drink or nature’s breath there stood
A clarity from which to brood
Deepest questions torn asunder
As if waking from a slumber
Shackled, strained, the muscle flexes
A dangled carrot, sharpened senses
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Originally penned 12/23/2014
Brian C. Watkins is a writer, SEO strategist, photographer, and YouTuber who’s spent nearly two decades helping businesses grow through better words and clearer ideas. His work lives at the intersection of creative instinct and technical precision, shaped early on by a childhood split between IT-heavy surroundings and a love for writing and visual storytelling. Today, he writes about clarity, discipline, and doing work that actually matters.