Hello, poetry!

I can feel it...
the jazz of poetry whispers in my ears
pouring out from deep places within-
been so buried
Poetry has cried for me
she's encouraged me
I just haven't listened
Speak LOUD poetry
Speak
until
I
write
Take my hand
and form your existence
Speak
into
your
birth
I hear your rhythms
I feel your pulse
I see your song
I welcome u
I've missed u
Thank u for praying for me
Let me not affect u
keep me
natural
naked
and
pure
Wipe this graffiti
from my walls
Pen me
and
write
yourself.


Copyright2008 by Jaz