Catching the poet
At work and at play
As they put pen to page
Their frozen words on fire

Silent roads they build
Endless places they go
With bleeding pens and
Retractable hearts
Their strokes
Painting life with words

All those things they say
To give your heart wings
To capture the moments we miss
creating photographs with words

Like stealing glances of life
In a virtual coffee shop
Of all the glittery little things
A self portrait
Of a species living together

These crazy dreams we dream
So that new stars may shine,
That secret place we keep apart
Because deep are these solaces we hide
Where words are left to play alone
Echoing endlessly

They let the pipers play on paper
They capture the marching
of our individual beats
The best of every
season of our Lives
That we carve into
the woodwork of our hearts

So what are you waiting for?
I find myself right now
wanting to join them
For you to say “and what
Is this? Whatever in the world?”

Well, Don’t just stand there!
Good grief already, join us
Put your pen to paper
And come dance with words

This piece was written in response to a poetry writing exercise. I don’t have the original list of words, but the usual was to select 5 or 10 from the list, and use them for inspiration. I always like to use the entire list, as it challenges you to really see how all these random words can be tied together. =)