Poet's Conundrum

Do these fingers hurt from writing anew Esoteric voice of silence Keeps on screaming To cover this mouth shut But. Silence speaks louder than sound Strongly exhort to keep trying But surely, they'll disagree Wanting to hear those real conundrums Flashing like wildfire Surely they would listen To the splashing of the water Unfettered, against the river bank As if the answer is already there How else could it be But drain all those grains of sand To find the most precious thing The finest words poets possess. (C)2018 Maricris Cabrera