| Words ebb and flow sometimes fast sometimes slow Filling the page drifting through my mind Words that shine Words that glow Words that speak Words that shout Words whispering beneath the skin Words pulled them shadows Words picked from bushes Words leaping to their place Words hide and dance Words skip till held in place Words lay sleeping Words jump for joy Words creep to their places reluctantly Words that tell the tale Words that pull the hearts Words that plant in the brain Words that live on the skin Words that cry in vain Words that scream their fear Words that sing Words that sting Words that are claimed Words that are left behind Words that soothe Words that cut Words that never end Words that are mine Words that are yours Words that know their place Words that never light Words that open eyes Words that slam the cage Words that wing away Words that sink Words, words, words I have no more today, the words are done. They do not want to take part anymore with this exercise. Distractions abound and time goes on. With several minutes left I complete this sprint with the word count that I have, less than some, more than others. |