"From the Waterfall of Words" (Entry 342)

There's a waterfall of words 

hidden,

deep within a land of plentiful stories. 

Kept in the box with a secret door,

in the lavender scented drawer

of the old lady in the corner house

who owns the nine cats. 

At night, these moggies

take flight, to turn into bats,

carrying Cups of Inspiration

dipped into the Babbling Book Brook,

Loquacious Library Lake and the Word Unheard Waterfall.

Once filled to trill and thrill,

the bountiful bowls of talent are

tied by silver slivers of a shivering idea.  

Flap your nocturnal wings, you mewing muses,

then blow imagination across the world, 

through golden hope hoops make thought bubbles. 

Creativity began. You know, you can!

They stirred and purred. A miaow - Do it now!

All from a waterfall of words 

hidden

in the box with a secret door.