At some point
ideas ripen
like fruit ah the vine & words gain
flavors that tongues supine
as ink flows
until the glasses ah our small
consciousness become

even then
the barrel ah existence
has hardly changed & there are
countless topics unsaid
& pieces awaiting
iniatation on page

When intent gains focus
& words take on a life ah their own
a strange alchemy can take place
as sounds kuntact letters
& words ressssonate
Creative Writing - an art work by T Newfields