Words linger in silence
Just outside my reach.
Once easily they popped to me,
Now, those damn words will
Scamper and bound away.
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Perhaps what scares me most
Is when the words pause in mid sentence,
Leaving my brain
To scramble through the files there,
Searching for the right words.
Words,
words, words.
Words that
sing and shout.
Words that fly
about.
Zing, zap, and
zoom.
Winging
their way with wonder
Denying grasps, causing gasps
Written in 1971, at college during teacher training.
A writer in a hazy world
Is a sad writer.
