I Am Not As Wonderful As A Word

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2014

I am not as wonderful as a
Word,
shifting and flickering like a
candle
tearing apart destruction and
hatred.
Push people away, it’s the only
way
to sift through the storm like it’s

flour
But then my passion erupts, it’s
beautiful
melancholy
thoughts I have that
Ignite me.
The sunshine bleeds through my
Skin
and I feel
Alive.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written 5/6/14

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Incompl's picture

Wonderful words

"Thoughts I have that ignite me" 

I adore this line, perfect way to describe feeling alive with the freedom of creativity. Great poem!


Let your teeth show

tallsquirrelgirl's picture

Thank you so much,

that means a lot to me!


*tallsquirrelgirl* she feels in italics and thinks in CAPITALS ~henry james

allets's picture

Occasionally

I read a poem that is full of the poet as words to live by. Cool. ~A~

 



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