The Words!
The words are all heaving
And gasping for air,
They float in the heavy
Until they're not there!
I try hard to hold them,
As they suffocate quick,
They gurgle in drowning,
And make me feel sick!
I mourn their fast passing,
So go searching for more,
My mind's in a frenzy
As I fall on the floor!
Now words are all fiery
And fuming so hot,
I grab them with passion
And punch out the lot!
They roll out in rhythm
With vibrating beat,
My pen dances laughter
That fills me so sweet!
Now I am happy,
So I go back to bed,
And dream in the softness,
With words in my head!
Joy Weare.
13th September, 2005.
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