Recreational Wordsmithing

Words are my form
Of recreation.
I can play with them
For hours
And hours on end,
Trying to capture
Just the right flavor,
The perfect pitch,
The subtle intonation,
Or the ideal shading.
There is no cookbook
To follow,
Only a gut-level instinct
That tells me
When I have nailed
The image I’m after.
And even then,
Perfection is elusive.
Five minutes later,
I might choose
An entirely different
Set of words
To say exactly
The same thing.