Best Wordsmith Poems

He welds and melts, pours and molds
In his "Conversations with My Soul"
He smooths the rough steel of syllables
Into a "Portrait" graced by his "Play on Words"
Unrolling "Scenes from a Countryside" to "That Starry Night"
Whether "October Skies" or "In November" "Moonlight"
So, "If Ever I Don't Know"
which...

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"Dark-heaving . . . boundless, endless,  and sublime . . ."
Lord Byron 1788-1824
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I am the wordsmith, guide and editor of this narrative,
this epic chronicle and story of abysmal dream love;
my fingers are ink-stained and worn from writing,
this account of my journey is both tragic...

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You write such pretty words
About a lot of things you feel
The things you write are wonderful
Your words make them sound so real

A magical trip, a fantasy world
So many thoughts and places
You make them sound so very true
One can even see the faces

Without the wonder of...

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contrary to
conformity
finding com
fort in in divi
duality she's
the redhead
in canada
that uses
her words
carefully
and her
pen as
an anvil
knowing
which word
even before
writing it down
what shape it will
take maybe a 
razor sharp
blade of 
a haiku
katana
or simply
to wait for
the weight
of a twist of
her wrist and
end a poem while
brandishing in hand
a Scots broad sword

but...

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His words like a sword
Slice with precision ear to the heart
Samurai warrior to wordsmith...

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The blacksmith a gunsmith he says he is, therewith aligned with Lilith 
Giving birth to death and pestilence, his allegiance is to his conscience, which is 
Greed. 
See how he and the rhythm of his essence is corrupt,
So allow me to interrupt his rhythm for...

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~Luxurious Lady~
(The  Wordsmith)


Beautiful beyond belief 
Enchantingly enduring ensemble 
Autumn again assents 
Unleashing unruly uproars 
Taciturn tender tendrils 
Ideal images impact 
Fall, fascinating face
Uncanny, ultra unique 
Luscious, luxurious lady 


Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2012


October.25.2015...

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Visionary,
I am imaginative, adventuresome, dramatic and funny,
Bob, my hubby I love, writing and birdwatching next, 
ideas of mentoring new writers, teaching and dreaming,
feelings of contentment, positivity and hope,
fear of heights, monsters in my closet and being alone,
a bucket list of writing a novel, traveling and...

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To take a stand and to defend it
A broken vow and try to mend it
A learning line and try to curve it
To beef it up and try to serve it

To fashion out of nothing
So gracefully and grand
Ever surging stream of lire
Flowing from the hand

Appealing thoughts
As...

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"The Wordsmith"
by:  Eric L. Boddie

You only Live once, so do what you choose
He Gave us Free Will....so it's your Life to lose
How is your relationship with God?
And I may not be a Saint, but God Knows I Try
Because He Always Knows The Truth whereas...

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I am a Wordsmith
I love the words I play with
I respect the fith

I am a poet
Sometimes I hardly know it
I try to show it

Five, seven and five
How I make a Haiku jive
It keeps me alive

Then there is the rhyme
All about meter and time
Do you have...

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Wordsmith

Dendrites playing.

Firing. Laughing. Collecting.

Excited. Glad to Remember.

Wordsmith....

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read her while sipping my morning cuppa
'tween news bytes and clock chimes-
I found myself in her words and wept
as I imagined honey dripping from her
lips whilst she read aloud each cherished verse
bringing back to my mind a song I once knew
singing my life with her...

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Emotionally,
a wordsmith, caregiver, plant tender, embroiderer;
enjoy studying esoteric astrology, being in nature and dancing,
daydream of owning land, living remotely, publishing.
Sadness lives in me over global greed, power thirst, cruelty,
I fear Burger King's king, public speaking, being alone when old;
wish I could promote self-love, peace and...

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”He is a Poet”, It was said of him. 
And so they sought in proof a poem, made alone for them.
A tome for all the ages, every eye, and every ear.
Words of witness dedicating prose, to those would hear.
So he complied. Rolled up his muscled...

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