To Speak
To Speak
To refuse silence,
To allow the words out.
Words bounce around in my head
Like puzzle pieces mixed up in a box.
Game is to put them in the right order.
Except when it's not.
Sometimes the heart takes over.
Arranges words neatly in a row.
Then all I have to do is put pen-to-paper.
And let the words flow, I'll let the words flow.
This piece is for a contest on another site,
but I liked it so well had to share it here too.
Copyright © Jolene Cheyney | Year Posted 2016
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