Some days my words tumble out of me
Like a freshet in spring
Cascading through a leafy glen
But not always
It’s a struggle to maintain
Fluidity
It’s hard to climb
Peaks like these
Overwhelming heights
Deep crevices
Steeper slopes
No clearly marked paths
Changes happen
Ground shifts
And I’m discombobulated
My words back up
Stoppered
I climb an arid trail
Stumbling on rocks
Fearful of tumbling back
When I reach the top
I’m stymied
The gap is large
Insurmountable
At first
But others have carved a trail
To follow
So I do
I call on the muses
I call to you
I implore
Cajole
Grovel
Warmth spreads
Words unlock
I am blessed
Unleashed
Released
David Trudel © 2012
All images taken by the author
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This is marvelous!!
Thanks!
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Amazing!…re-tweet and re-blog
http://miartedoris.wordpress.com/2012/12/13/geography-lessons/
have a creative day!
Thanks, glad you liked it.
Reblogged this on The Cosmic Poet and commented:
An amazing piece of poetry by my fellow poet David Trudel.
Thanks Jennifer!
Here, here ! Oh how art thou… just loved this!
Thank you so much, I appreciate your kind words.