what we have here is a failure to communicate

November 28, 2010

I always know the words

To tell the story
To paint the picture
To describe
To excite
To heal
To teach
But try as I might I don't have words for this

I know a lot of words
Big words
Little words
Pretty words
Crass words
Fifty cent meant to impress words
But I can't for the life of me put them together to explain

Even now the words fail to come

The dictionary and thesaurus which make up the greater part of my mind battle back and forth

Words fly like projectiles to a target, yet none find their way clear to settle on the page with clarity of purpose

Endless catalogues of definitions, connotations and significance swim around in my head

They jumble with song lyrics - the choruses and half known verses

Poems I read
Poems I wrote
Some finished and others forever left undone

Lines from movies with long ago forgotten plot twists and story lines

And thru the din and clutter three words rise to the top again and again

One idea that will not rest, instead it screams behind the veil of detachment, compassion and royal accomodation

One thought I cannot avoid when the subject rolls around yet never manage to let escape

What about me?