To Listen 

The sound of these

Words in the ear

As their symbols

Invade the minds eye

Evidence of some

Vivid visions once more

Aflame, mental patterns

On pathways cleared

Setting ablaze an array

Of thinking, tinkling chimes

Meant to remind

Those too reluctant

To listen at all

And have fallen into

The cacophony

Of useless diatribe

While others are swept

Away in the sweet flow

Of a familiar dialect

That calms hearts

With its whispers

Seeping out from

Thoughts well explored

To enter attentive ears

Words swollen now

Ready and with reason

Are birthed from mouths

In their due season


Ria – 2015