A Quick Poem

I realize it’s been a while since I shared a poem, so here’s a short one:

Spoken Secrets

Here’s to the sounds,
Seamlessly stringing moments together
Flawlessly allowing things that aren’t to become things that are
It’s madness and nothingness and spoken secrets

Waves of confusion masked as calming tides of thought
Moving slowly and retracting quickly
The baby steps in the sand are all that is erased

Sounds bounce and echo coming back as something less
It’s the unseen that redeems the unheard
Calling forth blurry images of people and places
Incomplete visions of nothing but moving lips

Waves of confusion masked as calming tides of thought
Moving slowly and retracting quickly
The baby steps in the sand are all that is erased,
It’s madness and nothingness.

Status: Recovering from another long day.