Words That Are Persuading Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

Words are
life's travelogue.
One's precarious faiths
or truths in words read; or
in words to read. The necessary
the probable, the possibility and the
exceptions liberating the ideal, from
within the mind. An experiment in an
unhidden agenda, the temperamental lent
the suggestive spent; the stretch to catch that
hint of soul in every shallow breath, and pen stroke.
Currency simply invested, intimations or limitations
or willingness expressed in the improbable, or as an
impossibility within any thought fueled dilemma.
Words are, an auction attended by one, called out
by the same one, penned by the only one remaining
after all of the thought is gone. What a rich inheritance
coming, from one writer's itch. Satisfying only, if one is
done with scratching out more than a few lines of prose.
In reservations proposed, in words exposing what indeed
implores the mind at times. Experiencing the plight in
negotiating more profound thoughts, that credibility
of turning one's silence into the written form.
To break down the balustrades' and release
the mind's storm upon page after page after page.
Surrounding to the ninth degree a form, and presenting
this for all to see and hopefully speak. Earned or not
smoothing or fraught with errors, an opening of one's
most secret doors, or an assumed authority of what
has become idea, or ideal, or real. In diatribe or in
tirade, filled with sarcasm or a tome of sermon, in
language that both motivates and reveals and
responds, to one's significance or not.
Meaning, capacity, space; entwined to
combine any connection to phrase or line
or verse. An experience of suffering or healing
or shaming, without thought of fame or gain. An
entitlement perhaps, for time spent wandering through many
lifetimes; ignored, mistreated, forgotten and unremembered. Or
that of an ushered and symbolic emergence, a realization of
existential privilege, a given, that birthright; one's probable
equality ignited forthright! Words worked to prose, to an
immediate demise or to a belonging, to a true habitat
of words coming from somewhere, and moving out to
everywhere, expressing a humane capacity in the notes
jotted down, the risks taken, the results illuminating
language used to reform, to redeem, and to issue loyalty.
Words to honour the credible, to call to the oppressed, to incite
the courageous, to become that contagion, to unite every one
willing to sit, and quietly peruse words that are persuading