16 June, 2009

Poem from Mom "Flight of the Word"

"Flight of the Word"

flight of the word
at a desperate pace
wanting to be heard
entering the race

getting to hot
running at will
finding no spot
not being still

looking for line
wanting a verse
a poem of any kind
nothing is worst

just a lost word
who needs so badly
space to be heard
taking it gladly

never lose heart
words are needed
for lines to start
in a garden seeded

words put in soil
to patiently grow
their place to toil
is all they know


Bryonie said...

your mother's words touch my heart...thank you for continuing to share them...and please thank her for sharing them as well

SmogRanch said...

I just forwarded your note. Thanks for writing, and reading.