Today I Started Writing.

And today I started writing. A spark, a head aching, an inner turmoil Brewed and threw itself up against a door in my mind. Its waves crashed exploding through my veins, to my hand, to a pen, And gathered words on a page like they’d been there forever. I tried to stop it, to suppress, to get some sleep But the words created currents, riptides of emotion. So I surfed gently across the surface to tide pools full of life, memories, full of time; Absorbing each syllable and phrase as they may soon be lost at sea. This wave, this current, this storm may pass Dragging away with it seashells and tiny trinkets of inspiration. So for now I dig in, waist deep, fixate on this beach I may be stranded upon Surrounding myself with miles of words and salty sea air. Today I started writing.