Disjointed
turns of phrase,
fractured thoughts
blazing, jumbled
miss mash-
swollen words,
tongue tipped,
pregnantly pushing,
yearning, aching,
reaching, reaching,
skittering, skimming
images flash,
malformed fear,
flailing digits,
desiring,
shuddering
steamy sighs
expressed,
boldly-
present,
counted,
relieved…
Tag Archive: words
words, words
poetic and free,
twirl and spin;
twisty tops,
word fantasy.
Some are big,
some are small.
We all love,
to read them all.
Some are new,
some are old.
Searching within,
of truth, be told.
Some, they
sing, like
bells that ring.
Some, they
shout, scream,
and pout.
Some grumble
and mutter,
others stutter.
To capture them
all, a feat,
not small.
Behind word’s
curtain; one
thing is certain.
Word’s beauty
disputed, by
ears, that are
muted.
Slapping canvas,
words
meet paper,
carelessly
thrown-
skipping a
stone,
writing
meaningless
groans.
Not
a jot, or
a thought,
to what
they might
mean,
perhaps even
glean, something
hidden
beneath-
this
razorback
sheath.
blurry baby… Sun’s up, Koyaanisqatsi’s cloud. Yellow, No, red. or white paths? Miles sweep. Swirling twirling Sounds Abound. P a r a d I g m- shift. Blink- Peer Gaze and, stare. into Last… night? Jaggy Tears, Fluttering Thump thump, Thump thump. Oh baby, Kiss me, kiss me. fade, to full.
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