Words. Poems - Poems about Words.

WORDS Loose words, half-dead letters... When, however, carved into poems, they gain the poetry ...

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The sky's apparent infinity and emptiness is interrupted by solid ground~ an apparent empty interruption ...

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. i simply want tuh write 'bout ya day thuh ...

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What's a voice that falls upon deaf ears? What's a voice that nobody hears? What's a voice that only lingers in thin air? What's a voice that isn't respected with care? Useless.. Emotionless.. Fears.. Tears... What is that voice now? Prevanescent and lost. ...

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I see words, and they see me It’s true they are sentient, quite But they will never see the light of my world through my loins They keep floating by, ever speaking never ceasing like tinnitus in my transcendent sight Like orphans from somewhere never Their little fingers grope as they look at me squarely Speaking barely, “bring me...

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One must master the rules before breaking them -- it is like that, especially with poetry: One learns to logically manage the spaces~ what isn't said, the pauses and non verbal connective feels -- The novice often says too much or is so obliquely obscure that he or she makes senseless attachment with others -- Fine fabric of poetry closer the frayed edges of language,...

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I’d rather you be miffed than irritated, vexed bothered or annoyed For if you are only miffed ...

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unquestioned emptiness is a story dramatic maybe of discovering separation is already unquestioned emptiness~ astonishing...

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what seems to be happening is unknown appearing as known~ the appearances are apparently not satisfying pushing searches for what is already unknown ...

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I love to create your story in words, like a dream woven from threads of light and desire, As if it was and is no more, a fairy tale brought to life under the pen of time flowing gently, I turn you into a beloved fairy tale hero, with a happier ending where our love is eternal...

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I’m a woman with class and I come with a little bit of sass I work hard and I am working to achieve my dreams Making it in this life is not always an easy thing There’s so much on my mind I need to feel at peace and that’s where you come along You know how to loosen...

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How innocent are the words from the mouths of cute teens, it's raw poetry dedicated to lovers in any season that inflames ardent desire! Can that burning flame endure the longest time and become brighter and hotter than a crackling fire? Nothing seems strange about being sentimental, it's the age of tender romance, somehow delusional; touching should be spontaneous, not considered sinful: we all...

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(For Uncle Charles) He stood before us, chalk in hand, A quiet man with eyes that understood More than the textbooks ever could. "Read this aloud," he’d say with a smile, And somehow, my tongue found courage. Each word he gave me became a window— And through those windows, I saw the world. He was more than a teacher— He was a compass when...

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kings hierarchies are the stuff of stories of history of the stage featuring the impossible splitting of simply nothing...

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In a world of words, where fear does not hide, perhaps nothing is concealed in shadow, I search for a code that unravels as I seek it, and I search for myself in the deep story, Until the story begins to seek me, a poem like a cipher that pretends to be deciphered, And words are the only...

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