Words

Words

A Poem by Brandon Houser

So many words I didn't hear said
Wander through my mind
Like a book I just put down
And cannot stop from reading

They penetrate my thoughts
And cover me in flames
I can feel within my pulse
Like a lightning streak repeating

Lingering, consuming, aching
In the now
Enticing, exciting, enraptured
Down my brow

Give me words that come to play
And dance outside a mystery
I can feel inside a breath
But shake to fear no sound

Rising from a state of shock
They stay behind the eyes
And run to face the heart
When all power stuns abound

Surrendering, relenting, obeying
To the yes
Commanding, expanding, demanding
In my chest

Now I wait in dreams of fate
Where words flow into currents
That gather in a stream
No drought can ever dry

In silence I have chosen
Where to concede the letter
In thoughts that drift ashore
Where the hunger never dies

Resting, testing, confessing
From within
Revolving, involving, dissolving
To my end






© 2026 Brandon Houser


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I think this was the stanza that hit me the hardest:

“Now I wait in dreams of fate
Where words flow into currents
That gather in a stream
No drought can ever dry”

That imagery feels incredibly fluid and emotionally grounded at the same time. It’s one of the strongest moments in the piece for me. And the ending leaves a lingering ache that really fits the poem's overall atmosphere. I honestly love this one, Brandon. It feels immersive from beginning to end, like the words keep echoing long after the piece is over.


Posted 12 Hours Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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You are very gifted!
You lure into the pull of what may be
Just the perfect poet.


Posted 12 Hours Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"Rising from a state of shock
They stay behind the eyes
And run to face the heart
When all power stuns abound"

Brilliant to use stuns as a noun rather than a verb. Power stuns is a genius turn of phrase. This stanza like the others holds within it the unsaid between-the -lines strength.

Posted 12 Hours Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I think this was the stanza that hit me the hardest:

“Now I wait in dreams of fate
Where words flow into currents
That gather in a stream
No drought can ever dry”

That imagery feels incredibly fluid and emotionally grounded at the same time. It’s one of the strongest moments in the piece for me. And the ending leaves a lingering ache that really fits the poem's overall atmosphere. I honestly love this one, Brandon. It feels immersive from beginning to end, like the words keep echoing long after the piece is over.


Posted 12 Hours Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on May 15, 2026
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Brandon Houser
Brandon Houser

KY



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Not sure what to add here. I have been writing poems since I was 16. Saved much of it, lost some of it. I'm 51 now. Lately I have felt a need to get my voice out there. I guess like a lot of .. more..