I turned the page
and words marched across
some jumbled
others in order
some eloquent
others strident
waxing and weaving
skating and sliding
articulate mysterious
defined discordant
majestic prose
sublime poems
creativity in each syllable
as wordsmiths
hammered them
into various shapes
beat them on the anvil
burnt them red hot
making them supple
compliant composed
as they meld them
to their whims
stories of the time
noting love and crime
they herald
thoughts emotions
conniptions dreams
rhymes and rhythm
as they drape and dribble
drool and dowse
leading bleeding
get them out!
d’Verse OLN Lillian – my photo of a wild scrub turkey, their neck ruffle is displayed for courtship and incubation – it’s a thermometer for their nest
aroused 
You know how to play with words Kate. The flow in your compositions seem so natural.
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they just tumble from me Rupali, no thinking or editing … I just love it!
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You are a Gem.
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“articulate mysterious
defined discordant
majestic prose
sublime poems”
This stanza is majestic, especially when read out loud.
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thanks so much, greatly appreciate that!
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The writing process is full of everything. (K)
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Whenever you call me wordsmith, it evokes the image of a blacksmith working at his forge. In this poem you have used that metaphor so effectively and creatively! Love this, sis. It sure hits the sweet spot. ❤️
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What a wondrous tribute to poets everywhere, Kate. ❤
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Fine work in its entirety, Kate. I esp liked the blacksmith reference! Well done, indeed.
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Literally lashed out with words… nice composition 😃
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I love this! It left me with the vision of the village wordsmiths in their forges, heating up their compositions!
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Words. How they’re meant. How we see them. Everything in between. And magic in all of them.
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Yes indeed as wordsmythies we have fun molding our words – well done!
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I love this. You’ve depicted perfectly the magic and beauty of words.
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🙂
You know how much writing and reading has given to me. It’s the greatest gift. I wouldn’t be where I am today without it. Probably wouldn’t be here either.
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then use every tool in your bag and you will get out of this funk!
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you probably already know the answers, you have to learn to trust yourself more ❤
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So glad we can turn the page and find them all there …. waiting to be crafted, tweaked, torqued, massaged, soothed, scolded, and whipped into whatever shape we fathom at the time we write!
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Powerful emotions…and powerful word-pics in your poem!
YAY for words and how they can positively impact our lives.
You, SweetKate, have a wonderful way with words…you weave them into masterpieces that challenge us, comfort us, encourage us, inspire us, teach us…and more. 🙂 Thank you! 🙂
I always think about the fact that our words live beyond us…so we must make sure our words help and don’t destroy. 🙂
(((HUGS))) 🙂
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Loved reading this aloud! Especially liked these words: “as they drape and dribble
drool and dowse “
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So impactful and powerful, Kate. Poetry comes in different forms of our style, and indeed, they need to get out as they are. I love this piece, and please don’t take offense, but I read this like a rap poem. I repeated the words silently to myself at a fast pace and it fits; the rhythm works well for this too. Oh, well, just another one of my silly observations! Hahaha.
But, really, I did enjoy reading this poem. Thank you for sharing.
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So many words to describe words! Nice rhythm! ✨
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thanks, it was fun to write ..
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Powerful poetry, Kate , Yes words have their music and their history.
Love
mihel
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and the fact that we get to play with them is sheer magic Michel 🙂
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The nature of words, for good or ill, what we do with them matters, powerful imagery Kate.
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Very well written, you could really feel the words. Xxx
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thanks so much, that means a lot to me … how are you doing?
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This is brilliant!! Words are the tools of our craft
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Nice poem!
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Wow. I loved this poem. 😍 BEAUTIFULLY EXPRESSED.
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Those words – how they demand and command us. Wonderful write.
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A beautiful composition Kate. Creativity in each and every syllable. Awesome poetry.
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thanks so much for your kind words Kamal!
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I imagined you beating words and making them red hot.:D Eventually they did came out wonderfully. I enjoyed this poem. Love it.
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Whoa! Love the imagery and rhythm of this poem, Kate! Very impactful. Great alliteration in the last verse. Wonderful poem!
What is the name of the colorful bird?
Kate, I responded to your comment on “Rising from the Ashes,” but I think I messed up and you were not notified. Sorry. You can look it up if you’re interested.
All the best! Cheryl
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