Words Poems
Common nouns.
by Jackie Kelly
I think of names for
Things.
(Lamp. Window. Candle stick.)
Signifiers of home.
I think of the stubborn weeds,
Leaning
(Docks. Cleavers. Pilewort.)
And envy their tenacity.
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Words as a Weapon
by Estelle Jackson
The biggest fallacy of childhood:
"Sticks and stones may break my bones
But words will never hurt me."
How did it start?
Perhaps in a vain attempt
To build resilience.
Yet all of us have been wounded
By a careless remark,
Some needless invective,
An incisive insult
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Rendered Speechless-Literally
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
People often say I talk a lot, but I hardly think that is true,
Like the whispers about the bluebird, of which he never knew.
Talking helps a lot with my job, which is in public relations,
As modern artists' imaginations, help to create new sensations!
At last I was on vacation though, relishing in blooming pathways,
As I followed the sun, not looking back, on the endless highways.
The scenic route is always best, when you have plenty of time;
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Only Word's
by Otteri Selvakumar
You love
Only your word's
I love only
My word's
Love is nag out
Only for words
And word's
Only you
And me
Wings of words
by Robert Rittel
Soaring above the troubled waters of braking,
become the song in courage taken.
Whispers of hope turn to the cry of revelation,
sensing the purpose driven legacy to pure sensation.
The fear of ridicule or embarrassment in effect,
when the shallow ideal is in the self-image detect.
Take your wings of courage to action,
acknowledge the word in self of truth to attraction.
Legacies of antiquity are the memories of invisible wings,
more then any words become the treasure of things.
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Common nouns.
by Jackie Kelly
I think of names for
Things.
(Lamp. Window. Candle stick.)
Signifiers of home.
I think of the stubborn weeds,
Leaning
(Docks. Cleavers. Pilewort.)
And envy their tenacity.
......
Words as a Weapon
by Estelle Jackson
The biggest fallacy of childhood:
"Sticks and stones may break my bones
But words will never hurt me."
How did it start?
Perhaps in a vain attempt
To build resilience.
Yet all of us have been wounded
By a careless remark,
Some needless invective,
An incisive insult
......
Rendered Speechless-Literally
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
People often say I talk a lot, but I hardly think that is true,
Like the whispers about the bluebird, of which he never knew.
Talking helps a lot with my job, which is in public relations,
As modern artists' imaginations, help to create new sensations!
At last I was on vacation though, relishing in blooming pathways,
As I followed the sun, not looking back, on the endless highways.
The scenic route is always best, when you have plenty of time;
......
Only Word's
by Otteri Selvakumar
You love
Only your word's
I love only
My word's
Love is nag out
Only for words
And word's
Only you
And me
My Memory
by Camron Thompson
Sun shining through the heavens to us
Feet stood on the ground, I am one with all
The people I experience and tell many stories of
Through the thunder and clear skies we remember
As the world keeps on spinning, will we?
Temporary I remain in anyone’s relevance
Not forever, nor will I ever again claim
Smile and love what we go through as it occurs
Cry our tears when we may never live again
Breathe and cherish every lasting moment we have
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