Letting Them Crawl ...

These words I write

are the embers

of a fire that has

smoldered far longer

than I had imagined

it would. How much

longer the sparks

will race among

the cooling ashes

of my past, I have

no way of knowing,

but I intend

to give them air,

let them crawl

as long as they will

on this journey

toward becoming

something that has

the sound of poetry.

© 1996

(originally published in ByLine)

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Today's word: embers