blank slate
and empty pages
open the floodgate
it's been waiting for ages
deep down
been there all along
words without a sound
harmonies without a song
rhyming,
rhythmic sensation
counting the timing
equals mega frustration
sometimes
every try doesn't
fall inside the lines
the result is not pleasant
so don't look back,
and with colors in hand
turn the volume up.
paint a song without music.
sing a picture.
write a feeling.
open your heart
give every word meaning.
there's no time to lose;
for time is a gift.
on the page before you
show me what you've lived.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
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Brilliant my dear Katie. An opening poem with punch! So happy to be your first of many followers.
♥ Casa Hice