Holding A Poem

At times
Holding a poem
That is unfolding inside
Can feel heavy

The words

Lining up
To give voice
To pain

Other times

The poem being held
Links together inside
With ease

The words

Floating and light
Happy
In their release

Each poem

In need of shelter
As it forms

Today

The poem
I’m holding inside
Is heavy

And my job

Is only this

To show it respect

And hold it close

And give it the time required

To form the words it needs
To be free