Needing To Write Poem by Midnight Clarity

Needing To Write

Rating: 2.5


Where do the words come from?
Why do they jostle in my head,
my heart and beg for egress?
They batter on the inside
of my mouth, stamp across my tongue
demanding to get out and flaunt
themselves, baring me, stripping me
to naked flesh, down to the bone
and blood of me at times
my fingers itch and ache
and need to write them down
the stories of unconsciousness
I give birth to every day
beginning, middle, end,
each moment poised to spill
into the bowl of life
a dropp of feeling
a tear, a silent plea
that wants a voice
and crawls along my veins
to find it. Where are they born?
In me or through me?
The pathways in my head
are empty most times
echo with the traces of
a memory, a thought
and not much else
I sit and watch
and label judgment
anger fear delight
the trains that hurry
through the stations
life has carved in me.
Then come the words.
A clutter of hope
and deprivation dancing
side by side with darkest
passion lightest fear
all chanting a harmony
that unreleased might
drive me mad.
I write because I must
I love to feel the magic
stretch and swell
and ride me
to completion
to exhaustion
to the next
forever verse.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Original Unknown Girl 05 February 2008

When you are in that moment, when the words are bubbling under the skin there is nothing quite like it! Your words are like brilliant gemstones sparkling in the light. I am really enjoying the originality that is your voice and each poem is a joy to read. HG: -) xx

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Isles of Scilly living in Barbados
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