VERSE PSALM

VERSE PSALM

To keep the fiery darts away
I write my questions out –
Some answers follow instantly –
I have to jot them down.

The rime is just an instrument –
So please don’t take defense
Or minimize my artistry –
At least I’m making sense.

At first I thought it was a fluke –
A flash – A falling star –
I worried that the Well would drought –
But Words still flow – so far.

I won’t presume that you should choose
To listen to my noise –
But if a trickle soothes a harm
That vindicates my voice.

(13 September 2010, Pleasant Grove, Utah)