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We scar it with our own lettered shine, crescent
it with moon fingers. Stairway it in stars. A it.
B it. See it through new eyes. Vowel it deep;
steep it into some semblance of silence. We
tornado our hands, hurricane these quiet
walls and wonky it all into something we
just might keep. Tabernacle yourself a
moment, a cool, unfettered mile. I think I’ll
Whowhatwhenwherewhy this muddled Mother
Earth, and haiku this bramble-broken sky.
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This prompt ,was made for you. Excellent, nay, beyond excellent. I love this…haiku this bramble broken sky.
Thought of you when I wrote that line, Toni. Sending you so much love and prayers.
I really like this … especially the part about what I perceive to be moon-scented fingers. Also “Vowel it deep.”
You are amazing! So MANY favorite words and lines…I’ll pick one: “Tabernacle yourself.”
I am dubbing you the queen of verbification! 🙂
This is so perfect.. there are so many great uses of verbs here it just moves.
We
tornado our hands, hurricane these quiet
walls and wonky it all into something we
just might keep.
That’s just excellent. But I have to say, the whole thing is great. Serious wordplay.
I liked the sound of this: “A it.
B it. See it through new eyes.”
I liked this line, “Whowhatwhenwherewhy this muddled Mother.” Nice verbification going on in this poem.
I really like “hurricane these quiet walls” — I can’t wait to try this!
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I agree, your poem is soo cool De 😀 “Vowel it deep; steep it into some semblance of silence.” Yes please!❤️
De, which line do I pick as a favorite – each one is a work of verbified art! Agree with Lillian when she dubbed you the queen of verbification!
‘…crescent/it with moon fingers. Stairway it in stars….’ and ‘haiku this bramble-broken sky’ – heavenly!.
I want to anthology this one.
Outrageously good!
Very good!