Tidal Wave

This is what it’s like when a poem comes to me…

Tidal Wave

Something within opens wide 

and I am slammed

words and passion

pour into my soul

with tidal-wave force

I can’t catch my breath

I have to get it down

have to release the words

that are churning inside

that threaten to explode

But my hand  

can’t move fast enough

the pen skips

I struggle to get

the words on the page

My mind is drowning

I write quickly

to channel this flood

before the waters recede

before it abandons me

Suddenly it’s over

leaving me 

gasping for breath

on the drying shore

spent, but relieved

I relax in the sun

excited I’ve been given

another poem.

    ---Sasha Wolfe ‘16

There’s an immense in-pouring that needs to immediately be released. There’s a definite feeling of being a channel. The words pour in and through me.