Come light my fire

firehead

Fire!    Fire!

My head screams and screams

Nothing happens

No rescue team

Is coming to my aid

Thinking quickly

Fire!    Fire!

My head screams again

Still no one comes

Something is wrong

Inside my head?

Storming through the processes

My actions no one notices

That to be there

And demand a presence

One has to test the very essence

Of moving lip in line with thought

Not something that was taught

But listening now,

I hear new words

Fire!       Fire! I say aloud

Teams arrive around my cloud

I’m making friends unconsciously;

Attracting me expansively

Splashing my head of fire

They can now hear and admire

New words emitting out of me

Words that come are all for free

Repeating each assiduously

Rendering each awesomely

Feeling feedback flowing forth

Gaining golden gifts graciously

Some fly around and drift up high

Some drop like stones that wish to die

But in my ears I now hear sound

This fiery stimuli I have found

To be coordinated

Not just simulated

Fire!       Fire! I say aloud

Giving expression to a muse

Not really meant to confuse

But given out as how I feel;

My previous life was so unreal

About Lindsay Craik

Writer & Poet Poetry, plays and short stories
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