Ideas and thoughts,
vapid and vacuous
float imprisoned within.
I hear it in my head
but dread the thought
of releasing the beast.
Expressing things
with the least bit of vitriol
or despair. Who would dare
debate that what you create
is art? It all starts with these
sparks to inflame your passion
to write in the fashion of your own
choosing. Using your words to give
voice to your choices, not to merely
make noises. Let loose your barrage.
Do not disparage what your heart
knows is true to you. Free your mind.
The rest of you will follow suit!
(C) Walter J Wojtanik, 2015
***POETIC ASIDES WITH ROBERT LEE BREWER – PROMPT 295: “FREE”
THROUGH THE EYES OF A POET'S HEART 