I spew forth words that come into my head

I spew forth words

that come into my head

incongruous to inner thoughts

words that I struggle with

or capable of

displaying

shallow perhaps

unlike

an abyss

babbling kindred

to a brook

not expressing

that become holes in 

my narrative

I spew forth words that

come into my head

wanting 

to bear richer fruit

grafted vine upon the vine

shades

cast by trees in the sun

tone

for inspiration an opus

interest

to paint a picture

impression

footprints in the sand

I spew forth

words the come into my head

but I am learning

unremitting

like fine

raindrops that fall from the sky

before the storm

in my quest

for the compelling

ramblingsfromamum 29.12.2012

Encouraged by Susan L Daniels to whom I am grateful for reaching into myself and how I write.