Azure, it tried to be,
a pure blue, more than *****,
more than daily truths

Like a sky undecided
as if it was supposed to be vaulting
but its hem got caught

And the stumble was the same as always,
teeth clenched really tight
til the dark goes

Words have power.
Words as weapons.
Words as praise.
Words as motivation.

From the time they begin rolling around Inside my head,
Joining with others to form ideas
Until the moment they,
      Unbidden,
Force their way through me
And out onto the page,
I Love Words!

"The Agonies"


The agonied afflictions
Universal push
Of process
Unbidden