Taking Hold, by Forbidden Heart
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Make words work:make them tell the tale you want to tell.
Let them show who you are and how you feel: use words well.
Move words around: make them step out, march, advance.
Feel the pulse of them, the sway, the spring: make words
dance
Make wouds sound: hear them loud and clear, listen to their
ring.
Hear them hum to each other, catch their tunes: make words
sing.
Dig with words: turn up meanings, rake over, hoe.
Uncover buried stories, incantations: make words grow
Polish words now: make them glint and glimmer, cast a
spell.
Ready? Take hold then and dazzle us: wear words well.
By: Jack Ousbey |
Posted: 2007-03-09 12:19:52 UTC |
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2007-03-09 12:19:38 | Forbidden Heart |
This is a poem that I got from a book called: 'One HUNDRED and ONE Favourite POEMS.' The reason why I took this poem is because it is very nice. It is the only one that attracts me from all other poems in this book... |
2007-04-05 16:47:03 | liberty moon |
its an amazing poem... dude it... wow |
2007-04-10 04:18:48 | Chalan |
This captures the spirit of poetry well. Because with poetry we are always trying to find new ways to use words and make our poetry's meaning that means more than what meets the eye.
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