strung and low key
I arranged them until
they became words
of a feather and held together
with beauty and meaning.
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until it crowned, labored more,
then it arrived,
a bouncy poem.
It cried with a lusty
voice and thrived.
I arranged them until
they became words
of a feather and held together
with beauty and meaning.
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From nebulous conception
to agonizing birth
I pushed each word, I pusheduntil it crowned, labored more,
then it arrived,
a bouncy poem.
It cried with a lusty
voice and thrived.
Oh, man. That first stanza is fantastic. LOVE "high/strung and low key" and "words/of a feather and held together." Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteThanks, De, but I have to admit you were my inspiration. If I'd never read any of your work I don't think I would have ever done this. I am esp., pleased that you like it.
ReplyDeleteAwww. This makes me infinitely happy, Debi. THANK YOU. I've been so inspired by so many amazing poets, to be considered to BE an inspiration is a true honor. Words are so powerful, aren't they? Thank you so much for sharing yours.
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