Just Words - A Poem
First some thoughts
Occur to me,
At different points
Throughout the day,
Words and
Rhymes
With clever twists
Things I'll forget
When it comes to it...
So then I
STOP!
Sit down
And write,
And try to remember
With all my might
The clever things
I thought that day
Subjects
And jokes
Just gone away...
Hmmm
Let's see
A title first!
And a first line
To start the burst
Of words and
Phrases
On my page
Sometimes
Surprised
By the barrage
Of words
That happen
By themselves
As if imprisoned
In a cell
Within a thing I call my
Brain
Then freed
By pencil...
Am I insane?
No,
Just a little nuts
Good job really
Crafty cuts
Of time
That I don't really have
Just to write
So I can save
Or rescue is a better
Word,
The words from prison
To be heard.