Writing Poetry

Writing Poetry


Murmurs

heady murmurs

pregnant with voices

that silently shriek

and

play games

of hide and seek.



Temptation is

the urge

the silent desire

of my cliche' ridden mind

to bind and clothe

these images

in neat and tidy

familiar packages.



Is this what it takes

to write poetry ?



Mute struggles with thoughts

like gentle drizzles

that dance fleetingly

from the soul

and quietly threaten

to make me whole ?





1989 january