She shapes the words <br /> <br />as if to construct <br />a makeshift key <br /> <br />to unlock <br />her fears <br /> <br />and so, trap them <br />into words <br /> <br />tame them <br />into poems <br /> <br />stand <br /> <br />alone <br />in her loneliness <br /> <br />knowing <br />that love <br /> <br />is the only <br />voice <br /> <br />that can awaken <br />the silent page.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-poems-come-and-ask-frankie-to-write-them/
