Let The Words Be Poem by Lora Colon

As thoughts tumble from my pen,
Who is collecting the words,
Scrutinizing, dissecting them
Until they cry like wounded birds?

Let the words be as they fall,
Don't change their identity,
Drenched in tears, or writhing in pain,
They're my feelings, finally set free

Please don't question my intent,
Each word was chosen with care,
Not born of whim or wanton chance,
What you see is my heart stripped bare

While the coals of passion burn,
Slowly, back and forth I rake,
Purposely I disturb their sleep,
Until the ashes are awake

Don't search for hidden meanings,
There are no encrypted codes,
Just feelings, repressed and smothered
Until each emotion explodes

Look more closely at my words -
Transparent as summer's rain,
Don't interrupt their fragile voice,
And though you're tempted, please refrain