Gemini Garden Silent One Just Words on a Page

That barren blank pristine surface and then….. The scratch of the pen The grind of the pencil That first mark as it strikes the surface and breaks the plane The drip of the ink The cathartic strokes of the pen Eager to do it all over again The sound of the words Their acuity Their accuracy Their sensuality Their spontaneity Their perplexity Their melody Their harmony Those that instill fear and forever warn me Pleading Begging Cajoling Charming Those books on the shelf Dogged ears Crumpled page That smudge That rub I know where I was I remember that time Like an old song whose magic is strong Just words …. On a page