Words Fenced-In


To write for,
or against,
that is the question.

Whether ‘tis nobler to fence in
or fence out word disturbances wise.

To protect or let run free?

Such is the wordsmith’s dilemma.

Writing for the rational mind
asks much of the compassionate heart,
for words conjure images,
and pictures coil emotions.

With so many memories often imprisoned,
many with their debt to honesty paid,
regrets bridle movement with unforgiving self-guilt.

Still, freedom beckons an untrammeled wordscape.

A tundra of Lexicon invention anticipates birth,
awaits reflected experience surging forth,
whether of corralled pain
or break-free celebration,
all are life’s unrestrained expression
eyeing the fence.

So…

Be not hesitant, dear writer-rider.
Seek not but open arms of acceptance.

Listen to all.

Hear the all.

Embrace those less-gifted
who might struggle to comprehend,
who might disagree with your stanzas of choice
offer to open the gate,
the universal unlatched exit
to everyone’s word-linked fences.

Those who trust…

Will accept your mind of no agenda,
your willing heart of open countenance,
the sharing of elements that can empower
others to act upon their own expression.

 
For without expressing what one thinks and feels,
be it with pen,

brush,
baton
chisel,
or keyboard,
is to forever enclose the stallion within,
the wild, free energy of nature’s creation.

Lest we forget…

Within everyone’s weathered storms
rests the many shocks of change,
often concretizing the heart and mind
into an inescapable encroachment.

But, to remain a rigid victim of circumstances,
is to think captivity of the past,
allowing the blinders of fear to preclude the future.