The Word Nymph Talks
on Water
©2012 Susan Noyes Anderson
art by Jason deCaires Taylor
Even turned to stone,
I can’t stop talking.
Water-logged (and -lunged)
I burble on, blow
bubbles with my words
and watch them rising…
till every bit of heat
and hope is gone.
When I run out of air,
I bide my time.
But groups of letters still
clique in my brain.
They gather there,
await the resurrection…
ensure this drowning, too,
shall be in vain.
∞§∞
“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.”
– Maya Angelou
“The difference between the right word and the almost right word is the difference between lightning and a lightning bug.” – Mark Twain
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Susan Noyes Anderson
Susan Noyes Anderson is the author of At the End of Your Rope, There’s Hope, Deseret Book, ©1997; Awaken Your Spiritual Power: The Fairy Godmother Isn’t Coming!, Karisma Press, ©1999; and His Children (poetry only, photos are by Anita Schiller), Vantage Point Press, ©2003.