In the wake of my own flood
where these words
have dripped from my blood
scripted from a heart
that I tried to jumpstart,
well that my friends,
that was just the first part.
And in the light of all this
there is something I found
in a moment of silence
is where the story begins
to make all the more sense.
As it is in this
coming of age
that has opened up
the parts of me
I could never see
always sitting there
hiding behind a stage
where up a flight
of beaten stairs
awaits an inner sage.
And so it was in time
that I learned
what it meant
for a word to rhyme
as I hung them out to dry
for the world to pry
upon what
a word was about
the one that I scream
in a silent shout,
some are tangled in rhapsody
others touched by heartfelt melody,
yet so soon will come the day
when my words
come back to play
never left to go astray.
But first I must look,
look within my own damn mind
for what’s left of it
and the voice it carries
I have to find.
And what is that I have to say
will once again sing
with that something
in the me I find
along that lonesome way.
But before I get on and go
here is one,
one more for the road.
BeLove © 2018
Be back in two shakes of a lamb’s tail.
Barstool Buddha 