Ahh, this is something all poets understand..and if they dont understand it, their time has not yet come for them to go through it....

Sometimes its not called writers block...and thats what I got out of this poem, and thats actually what I'm going through now...Your writing is not blocked..What happens is your feelings overwhelm our sense of creativity. When we are going through something hard in life, its like we cant spit out anything poetic, it all comes out garbage and well..kind of simple writing. Nothing metaphorical because we are in too much pain to think that deep....But what I like about this is inspiration hits us, in something as small as a dandelion..and we go back to poetic roots..its all about timing when we get out of the phase of pretty poetry after being out of it again.

Lovely write. I get it. :)

It's been a few years since I've rattled a creative write, deep from within the caves of insanity.

- I think you described insanity well by using a cave, this shows the darkness, the coldness, the emptiness and loneliness that one can feel when they go through this dark place. The metaphor worked really well and gave the reader a clear image to begin the poem with. It also sets the tone that we can relate to when we have stumbled over writer's block for a while, or just been overwhelmed with life.

I became cursed during the month of May, when the birds
swallowed worms in the deep hollows of earth.

- again, the emotion of being consumed by this thing, is clearly shown by the birds eating worms, this is just a aprt of nature which I guess represents that pain and dark times are also sadly a part of life and nature too, but you have expressed it very clearly. I really like the use of "month of May" because it has a really good flow on the tongue, and it also contrasts such a warm, sunny season, against the opposite tone within your words, this worked really well.

I grew from a sparrow in a tree, as the ancestors guided me on the swings of life.

- I think you need to add in a little extra here, (in my opinion) I think you should finish the first line with what you grew into? You grew from a sparrow in a tree, into what? This mature bird I am now? Or to this vulnerable thing? Strong thing? Different species to represent your message of growth? just some ideas. I feel a sense of hanging onto hope here, like you get on with every day in the hope that you will be guided to a better place, which is what we must do, no mater how hard it feels.

Much to my dismay, life was not all about glitter,
but joys of a simple dandelion granted me comfort.

- Again I like the contrast, a dandelion is quite bright, and even though you expected more from life, you know you have to grasp what is there to grasp and when it is there to grasp. You find the hope in the smallest of things because, I assume, if you did not, you would not carry on. Which again, is a part of life and the human ability to move on I guess.

It's been a few years since I've rattled a creative write,
but I remain faithful to the poetic designs that whisper within my mind....

- Great way to end, reinforcing that you are a writer, and you know you always will be. I like the repetition of the first line coming at the end again.

Enjoyed this, and was also nice to read something by you again. xxx