Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Words are...

Words are ‘would’

words are ‘could’

words are ‘I can feel!’.

Words are feral things hiding in corners

words are broken things on the floor.

Words are etched on stone

words are carved into skin.

Words are dreams undreamt

words are selves unfound.

Words are hearts beating, breathing, breaking

words are where you land.

Words are expectations

words are primal needs.

Words are private and sacred

words won’t change the world.

Words help me remember that I exist

words are what I feel.

Words are all that I have sometimes

words are often too real.

Words are demons that plaque my dreams

words wake me from my sleep .

Words I covet, words I steal

words, my soul you will take.

*For dVersepoets.com*

8 comments:

  1. Word... I like it, though it makes me strangely sad.

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  2. so much to words...i like them being feral because sometimes they have a mind of their own and yes they will take your soul...i covet words as well...

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  3. Really thought-provoking reflection on words. This one gets my creative muse itching to write my thoughts on what words are. Victoria

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  4. words are so much..isn't it fascinating...? i'm stunned over and over again and never really fully get their magic..

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  5. I covet the words too...words are magic!

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  6. enjoyed it.


    Hello,
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    Amazing poetic muses shared,
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    Welcome joining us for poets rally week 57,
    A random poem or a free verse is okay.
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    Happy Thursday.
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