Accept or reject What I say But consider my words As I wrote them With painstaking care More than you could imagine Crossed out and revised Penned with ink from my veins Perfected To the point of insanity Their syllables mined And measured like gold Then craftily smithed Carved in stone, chipped by hand Forged, hammered, sculpted upon The firmest anvil Hewn and polished To dazzle the senses And evoke the whim Dismiss not my words Because I write the opposite Of how you think I should For where is it written That artists and writers Need follow The Rules? Creative thought Cannot be confined Restricted, controlled Nor talent denied I have my style Embracing the tongue Vivid, precise, extravagant A brush point dipped in every color Painting black and white Striving for a sense of song As well as humor I cannot silence my inner voice My love of words Can you? But if only my eyes see the words Are they spoken? Copyright © 2007 Lori Lopez, All Rights Reserved.