Katherine Braithwaite Poet Rhyme

Words Rise Up

Words rise up like geese at dawn,
When ,in  pale sun, new day is born.
The words approach,  and pause in line;
The choice I make is mine.

Words  spelled here by sense and sound,
In clause and sentence weave around.
Which eager  words shall I now use
And which  shall I refuse?

 The fire  lights up inside my heart,
And now my writing hand can start
I sit down at my desk and say
This is the way I spend my day
With words  I dance and play.

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Leo Larry Amadore October 29, 2015 at 6:20 PM Indeed the words do rise up and continue rising up and we are thankful for that....and for your delightful, playful, and masterfully descriptive poem.

Robert Pettit October 29, 2015 at 5:23 PM You can do a lot of fine communication with the right kind of words. You have done that here. Do you have any relatives that live near Atlantic City, New Jersey? Katherine Braithwaite October 29, 2015 at 5:49 PM Thank you,Robert.I don't know of any relatives there,/it is a /danish name so the Vikings brought it to the UK.

Kim Merryman October 29, 2015 at 3:02 PM Your poem is a wonderful description of what goes on in a writer's mind. I like it, Katherine! Love, Kim Katherine Braithwaite October 29, 2015 at 3:58 PM Thank you so much,Kim