Apr
04

I Hear the Music

Experiences I’ve had and
the people I know
become the winds
that swirl in a whirl
shooting through me
lifting, spinning me fiercely.

And I am the walls of this vortex,
the sieve crossing its expanse
keeping something
from everything in the stream.

The cacophony of dissimilar inputs
becomes harmonious as
I order and record them.

This collection of notes inside me
is where I write from
where I plan from
where I love from
where I act from
and my song is whole and unlike
any other, just like
everyone else’s.

© 2010 Shari Lynne Smothers

This poem is for the napowrimo prompt #4, inside out. Visit the post to see the details of this prompt.

  • http://daimlergunrow.wordpress.com/ Daimler Gunrow

    Nicely written, especially staza two, a beautiful image of the process of writing.

  • http://slstellingstories.com Shari Smothers

    Hi Daimler:
    Thanks for visiting and leaving a comment. I'm glad you liked my depiction of how it works.
    Shari

  • http://slstellingstories.com Shari Smothers

    Hi Daimler:
    Thanks for visiting and leaving a comment. I'm glad you liked my depiction of how it works.
    Shari

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