The words found a way
I can feel it in my bones
ringing in my ears
the words I long to utter
the things I hold near
For a long time I held them close
did not say them aloud
I learned to pen them into poems
But the words learned how to escape
they clawed and they scrabbled
and eventually it was even in song
that I learned to dabble
And now the words come out
sometimes even without me thinking
I reply in song or poem
call it what you will
They just bubble up
from the depths of me
out in rhymes and hymns
sonnets and whims
And I have made friends
confessed my many sins
go on with life
less burdened
but deeper in conscious thought
©The words found a way 4/03/2025 - Artimus Susan Manley All Rights Reserved
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