Shall I confess

make blatant admission…

oh I’m not proud, indeed I despair:

I don’t excell at brevity–There!

I’ve too many words rolling round

in my head…sprouting roots

that will bud somewhere…and then

I know not when, but surely

sometime…the jabberer within

(is it gift, a curse?

perhaps my best friend)

will rise from murky dregs

of sleep, or confused mood

(as to which thoughts to keep)

and cerebral garden’s

soon overrun again

with vine-like words that creep

because...they’re simply not

disposed to be brief–

Must I resist 50 words

when 5 might nicely do?

A “wordy-birdy”…

I’ve pondered deep

this life-long mystery–

and I don’t have one clue!

~ Cale

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2026/01/19/brief/

https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2026/01/20/proud/

https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2026/01/19/admission/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2026/01/19/rdp-monday-murky/