My newest adventure is underway. It has lead me to take up residency in a new blog,
Like the Feathers of an Arrow (affectionately known as LFA).

...don't open...don't throw away... is not disappearing completely (not yet),
but postings here will be limited.

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

1 Drowning in Words

I've taken time to breathe--
stilled my tapping fingers,
capped my quill's inkwell--
only to find myself suffocating.
Once spilled words finding an outlet
throughout my bloodstream
swimming against the current;
along my nerves
surfing the tsunami's swell;
within my lungs
filling the empty caverns,
squeezing every ounce of air out.
With each stunted breath,
my fingers itch to dispel this poison
my inkwell longs to unleash its fury
allowing the words to pour from me
before I drown.

1 comment:

  1. spill those words...if i tried to stop they would probably bottle up and give me a massive head ache...smiles.