Sunday, January 22, 2017

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dry season quenching rain
surprising
washing
drumming
shaping droplets
dangling from leaf tips

carnival mas makers their
feathers
beads
cloths
paints

the players feteing
waiting
paying
gossiping
googling
exercising

is there a poem in here
somewhere
no yellow brick road
no witch to tangle
no red shoes

definitely a waste of words
definitely words
are never wasted
definitely words
are never always written

words are creations little
gnomes
elfs
workers
builders
painters
sculptors

maybe some get to be
poems
the lucky ones
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written for
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
Sunday Mini-Prompt with Brendan:
Voices
THE CHALLENGE: OK, 'nuff said. Write a short poem about the voices you hear or the ones you used to; the voices which call or enthrall; the voices which yearn and those which burn. Your assigned poem is a seashell; hold it to your ear; tell us what you heard the sea sing ...


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24 comments:

  1. words are creations little
    gnomes
    elfs
    workers
    builders
    painters
    sculptors

    Sigh, words are definitely worth the praise.. as they shape our thoughts on paper ❤️

    Happy Sunday, Gillena ❤️

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  2. is there a poem in here
    somewhere
    no yellow brick road
    no witch to tangle
    no red shoes... love that!

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  3. Love the sense of those little elves and gnomes doing poetry.

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    1. Thanks for dropping by Björn

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  4. Some days the voices are rather questioning, indeed. :-)

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    1. Happy you dropped by Magaly

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  5. Lucky are the words that become a poem. I have hopes for some of mine. Thank you for this nice thought, I believe your words are a poen, at least for me...

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  6. I especially love the closing lines. Smiles.

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  7. Thanks for your appreciation Sherry

    Much love...

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  8. the sea does make those sounds, doesn't it?

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  9. Poems are our quilt of the auidble, patching together all those random voices into a singular song. Lots to weave in your world! Thanks for participating in the challenge.

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    1. Thanks for a most interesting challenge, Brendan; i'm happy you dropped in to read mine

      much love...

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  11. maybe some get to be poems
    the lucky ones

    Just shows how one has to twist and turn just to come up with a decent poem.

    Hank

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  12. My mind has been on rain too. Sounds like a busy season there.

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  13. Yes, it is especially for those involve in the celebration of Carnival.
    Thanks for dropping by Bekkie

    Much love...

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  14. I love how visual your poem is ... great job!

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