Wednesday, December 12, 2012
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A great "life as a poem" poem. The last line is, I hope, purely temporary.
ReplyDeletenicely done.....thanks for sharing this
ReplyDeleteSated only for the moment and then rises again with hunger driven wings. I tried to do something similar, but failed and resorted elsewhere. I like your literal take on the prompt: most of us are words and confusion that sometimes make sense,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2012/12/12/here-but-for-me-there-were-dragons/
I can really relate to this. I communicate better in writing -- poetry feels like a native language to me. But, this is beyond mere communication, this is poetry as being.
ReplyDeleteAnd I can never remain sated for long. A toast to the recurring hunger of words.
-Nicole
this is good, I know exactly what you mean...
ReplyDeleteI love the first and the last stanzas best - you conjure up such mystical worlds but ones that I relate to!
Hi Jules
ReplyDeleteThis is my first time @ your blog... came via Wayne Pitchko .
Love the wording you have used in your poem.
Please accept my friendship .
Absolutely new thoughts.. when the thoughts converted in the form of verse, it came so nicely. Gud wishes.. All the best!
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