The Poem

Take up your instrument of choice
Pencil, pen or quill
Empower it with a medley of emotions
And sight that passed this fading day
Cast the first word

Tasters of greatest love or regret
Sights that were seen
Story of tears and laughter flow out
A word to encompass a new feeling
What was said, was it meant
Step into verse

With fluidity sketch out the mood
Don't slow or falter
No distractions for the time being
Take what is stored in trembling brow
Give it the meaning searched for
Write it with pain

No more words the end is reached
Sit back and review
The complete song has been sung
Revisit this at a future time
Never again will this single moment
Ever feel the same