New Day


The birds started to sing.
They wanted to tell me that another day had started.
I pulled the blankets over my head and they gave up after five minutes.
They started again twenty minutes later 
but again I did not want another day to start.
The third time I gave up 
and the day started
AND I WROTE THIS.





Words


People
say they are just words
but
they are much more than that.

Some say words can kill
and I am sure they have buried a few.

Some people can talk or write for hours 
and say nothing.
Others can tell you everything in next to none.

Some can make them shine and glitter and dance.
Some can make you laugh
and cry
even at the same time.

Some can show you their soul
bare it before you.

As for me I wish to say nothing
so when you look back upon these words again
they will be gone.