"Playing With Words"
Greg Budig 2020
Pen to paper.
Playing with words.
Trains of thought passing.
Searching for the
perfect conclusion.
Images are so vivid yet
cluttered with sentences,
punctuation and words...
so many words.
Fingers tap the keyboard.
Mind adrift. A free form
assault on literary expression.
How do you get there? Where
is this going? Why did I write
that? What was I thinking?
An internal voice speaks the
words that need to be written.
Words that need to be said.
Finding the process.
Defining your voice.
Sorting and sifting through
thoughts and inspiration.
The twist of a phrase.
Knowing when to be clever
and being clever enough to
know when. Always changing.
Looking for the right words.
Reading out loud in hoarse
muted tones. Like tasting
each sentence as it rolls in
your mouth. Feeling your
tongue speak your words in
the dark,whispering
sentences to unravel their
sound. To discover their
rhythm. To bring them to life.
Who is the writer?
Simply someone who writes?
Listening to voices inside
of your head.
Pen to paper.
Tapping on keyboards.
Reading out loud.
Changing and moving.
Playing with words.
The End
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