Taming My Words
A poem
When there are words
erupting from all corners
like a chain of fireworks
putting an unusual demand from the brain
and creating the confusion
it feels like flying up a dry silt road
or skidding down the mountains
that can make us go either to east or west
Wearing a big grin
the sun is shimmering down upon the waves
giving us cues
later the moon appears on the horizon
a flicker of light igniting the deep thoughts
and our creations depend upon the
value of our mental map and surroundings
Focusing and balancing
like we do on a slick and snowy bridge
during an avalanche
We web the story around the words
words that rattle in our dreams
and rings through the soundless screams.
If you have liked these you might want to try my other poems;
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