Soul-li-loquy

Haven’t you wondered

How some conversations

Are…

Words spooling

Meeting, meshing

In patterns,

Random, refreshing

Exquisite, eclectic

Esoteric, inscrutable too.

Sometimes it’s the

Tiny motifs that delight;

Sometimes the awe

Of the big picture.

Though sometimes

(A lot of times, perhaps)

Them threads

Go for the jugular,

Choke, stifle,

Leech, bleed…

An anguished

Knotted silence

That shouts

In the splotches

Of the tapestry

That’s come to be.

Conversations?

I love those times

When they’re just

Soliloquies

Rich, resonating…

Soul-li-loquacious

(Wouldn’t you say? 🙂 )

19 April, 2018, Day#19 of #NaPoWriMo, 2018