Words

Words swirl around in my brain,

Each seeking the immortality of the page.

Some like sparks have a short life,

Others more persistent invade my sleep.

Use me they cry, let me speak for you.

And I seek for order and rhyme.

 

Words swirl around on my in my brain.

Some seeking freedom and escape are violent.

Others loving and seductive gently probe their prison.

Why can’t they leave me alone?

And I seek for order and rhyme.

 

Words swirl around in my brain.

I reluctantly take up the pen.

They now more excited,

like dogs plead the release.

While White Paper lies blankly before me.

With fear and trepidation I begin to write,

And I seek for order and rhyme.

 

Words swirl around in my brain.

Too late, they cry, for order and rhyme.

They pour out onto the page.

Caring only for freedom they ignore me.

Pushing and shoving they become visible.

And I seek for order and rhyme.

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