WORDS
We reach out with words
straight, devious,
proper, obscene.
We reach out with words,
love with words all shared by,
poor, rich, fearful, brave,
foreign, native, ugly, beautiful.
We reach out with words
we share, that once said, take
form and live and march on
and will, they will make us
remember, smile, cry, curse.
Words take form in time,
definite shape.
We reach out with words
that years later come back
to us. Home pigeons to nest
in our tired minds reminding
us of what we said. Of all
we try to forget.
We reach out with words
that once said, take form
an live and march on
and will, they will make
us remember, smile, curse.
Words take form, in time,
definte shape.
END
7 comments:
Well it didn't work. I tried it, WORDS. And she threw me out of the house. Any other advice?
Could it be that for the message to be effective you should take also a bouquet of flowers?
My advice is, Keep your mouth shut. Just whistle softly.
So what say after everything?
I'm composing a poem with great words. May I send it
to you, 2 review it, please?
Those flowers look sooooooooo fresh............
Words. Words.Words.Words. The wind carries them away...........
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