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
Overwhelming heights
Deep crevices
Steeper slopes
No clearly marked paths
Changes happen
Ground shifts
And I’m discombobulated
Stoppered
I climb an arid trail
Fearful of tumbling back
I’m stymied
The gap is large
Insurmountable
At first
But others have carved a trail
To follow
So I do
I call to you
I implore
Cajole
Grovel
Warmth spreads
Words unlock
I am blessed
Released
David Trudel © 2012
All images taken by the author
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.
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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.