Mar
19
The Words Choose
Words and images move together
perfectly synchronized
in a fire dance igniting verses
I record to fill the blank space.
Tales of joy and adventure
loss and danger prance through
and only the rightest words remain
to flesh out the message.
My lettered friends mesh together
to express my shyest thoughts
lay out my anger and fear
ask for help I might need.
And yet, I can’t get them together
adequately, to express
the solace, the contentment I find
because they choose me to
give audience to their fire dance.
© 2010 Shari Lynne Smothers







