Debbie Guzzi Poet Acrostic

Inquire

C rying in the wind, we lean against the soft shoulder of a friend.
H ow perfectly imperfect are we who sing, sing the songs end,
O r sway hip round tones into the sun's shine and crystal glow,
I nspiration seeps on Mozart's twinkle and blooms like red bordeau
R ipe with pleasure ringing, we sing, through life's vehicle all aglow. 


Dedicated to my Minsiter of Music EdWard Thompson

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Debbie Guzzi February 22, 2012 at 5:23 AM LOL Andie for the same reason you occasionally like to title haiku ;) because I wanted to and to give a double meaning to the verse as well!

Andrea Dietrich February 21, 2012 at 7:23 PM wow, this is really great, Debs. Why give it a title when the word it spells down should be the title? (at least I always heard that acrostic titles were the same as what they spell). What is the significance of inquire?

Taylor Thompson February 21, 2012 at 2:10 PM The gift of singing is something amazing. Lovely, nice write. :) Taylor

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