Repast

Having dined

on a repast

of others’ words of visions

of syllables

rhythms

discovered on a plate,

their pungency recalled

with the sweetness

of one long from table---

their word combinations

finely crafted

like spices blended

to create a spark

a moment of imprinting

a fierceness-----

fired out of the

beauty of rhythms

the colors of image,

opening another crack

another point

of seepage

open to liquids unknown

and sweet.

Drop by drop

these ideas find

their way---

To stillness

To fullness

To a more complete me.

copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2013