The Price of Words


What price does the poet's heart pay

to find the words?

What toll shall it take upon the soul

only longing to be heard?

For the pen is dipped

in sorrow's blood

from a gashed heart

that's been left to flood,

filling each crevice of the mind

with its woeful cries

as it stains the page

and the moment dies.


Copyright ©, 2005, Tammy S. Hoover