Tearing down the wall


Tonight I will rediscover my words
I will excavate my missing sound
The voice in my pen that ran away
Will be ravenously found
Rhyme and prose will pour out
From the dam that restrained their power
They will be unleashed in a tidal wave
And be as lilting as a flower
The sun may rise
The sky colored in dawn
But the wall will come down
Block-by-block till it’s gone
Months have passed
With nary a word rhymed
A voice stolen by inattention
Will return because it’s MINE
No more silence
No more blank page
Silent words have not a home
Writer’s block no longer rules the day



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