I think of all those times whereas I had an idea, or thought and did not allow it to express itself. How many times have we done so, and regretted it later perhaps. If we would have only let it out, to nourish and then expand itself.

Created Thought   2015-71

Feelings of expressions speaketh, nay, shout,

to be heard, of the solitude kept inside

yearning for release to the outside.

 

Thoughts, words and deeds

not yet spoken or done, pleading

for the light of day.

 

Ideas locked in convoluted mind

recessed deep, some forgotten,

many to be made.

 

Formed by desire so strong, to tell, to allow

the world outside to know, to share,

the innermost waves of creativity soon to be born.

Den Betts