PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Why don’t the words flow?



They cascaded once,

Dancing, spraying upon the page



You inhabited the mist

Inhaling them straight to your core

Savoring each syllable’s slide deep within



Now the rapids rest

Pierced edges worn smooth

Time and torrent’s toll evidently taken



Look closely

Beneath the smooth surface

Runs the same water

…only deeper



© 6/21/00 Bart Breen