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Bathe this day
in ink and plume, make
room for open vein. Court
phrase, words wooed into
bottle, pocket, page. Thread
silver lines through coral sun,
rare ball of fire flung loose over
dry and desperate earth. Give
birth to full term
…………………………hope.
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oh yes, that’s really gorgeous
Dawn always promises hope and so far it has kept its word. May your day continue to be bathed in ink and plume.
How finely you weave words into wordled poems … another exercise in brilliance De…
http://leapinelephants.blogspot.ca/2013/02/judge-not.html
and none court and woo words and phrases quite as good as you
Great ending!
You just birthed another full term fabulous poem!! Love the silver strands through coral and that ending! Big wow and smiles
I read things funny sometimes, just for my own auditory pleasure. And your title, I read as “Isolated Inside-Ant.”
Great advice in your first line. I’ve already done it twice today, but a third time won’t hurt. Thanks for giving me permission—nay, invitation—to engage in my favorite activity.
I love your “Courtroom for open vein,” or even “Court [the] room for open vein.” Very clever, my dear. I won’t touch the wrap-around in the second line.
But the third is great too: “words wooed into phrase.” Then, “Thread bottle, pocket, page.” Of course “bottle pocket” is a cousin to “bottle rocket.” I hope it isn’t a pocket bottle rocket because that would be quite painful.
I’m just going to say it. The word “hope” annoys me. Do with that what you will. It’s just the sound of it. I don’t think it’s an attractive word. Does it have any good synonyms, do you think? Do you ever read the thesaurus for fun? If it were me, I’d change the last word to “smoke” (or even “hopeful smoke”), but I’m all optimistic and sunshiney like that.
This is gorgeous: “silver lines through coral sun” Lots of fun, love. Keep ‘em coming. I’m reading, even if I’m not commenting.
Another philosophical and true poem!