Heart Thought Feeling

Fleeting thoughts fly through my head,
thoughts that scream out to be said,
they scream a language all the time,
a language bred and born of rhyme.

The rhyme inherent in it’s sound,
bears sound with meaning so profound,
profound enough to put in verse
for verse is always my thought’s curse.

A curse that shares my every day
as inner voices have their say,
these voices then set down in rhyme,
proclaim their feelings in each line.

For feelings are the truth in words,
and words are simply nouns and verbs,
connect by our mind and heart,
so their true meaning can impart.

Ivor G Davies