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| Spring, 1935 by Kuzma Petrov-Vodin |
a few fell on ground
yet some spread their wings flying above the mountains
when they got tired
those word took a ride on the clouds
I waited for them with you on my side
freedom is what they coveted
who was I to curb it?
I also watched the words on the ground
playing gleefully, unaware of my smile at their pranks
the sentences they made worked fine for me
spiraling words from the clouds merged with the grounded ones
escaped words freed me too,
to bring order to a chaotic mind
you don't have to please me
let there be no apology
let me set you free,
free to go where you desire
I will gather my words soon and you too
(I know that in my heart)
for now you need to go into the world
I see it in your stance,
I read it in your eyes
because I have found your words
"in the moorings and bearings
our feet have to dance their fill"
awesome write!..
ReplyDeleteJJRod'z
And now we know what she was thinking. :-)
ReplyDeleteThis is very expressive of the life of words, well written.
ReplyDeleteNice piece ! you are very generous!
ReplyDeletenicely written.... perfect!
ReplyDeleteWonderfully composed. I especially love the quoted lines at the end.
ReplyDeleteGood one:)
ReplyDeleteBeautifully done.
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed this poem on words. I am sorry that you get so much spam but then success seems to make other jealous..you are a good writer. I don't mind the WV. sometimes it's fun (and exasperating) trying to figure the damn things out.
ReplyDeleteYour message comes through nicely.
ReplyDeletei really loved this piece...beautiful..x
ReplyDeleteenjoyed reading your poem
ReplyDeletemuch love...
Such a fun delightful poem--yet deep as well, that takes a talent to do that. Loved the image of words playing in the grass and in the sky :-)
ReplyDeleteLove it!
ReplyDeleteI could imagine this poem in a most visual way....the words on the ground, some happy and chattering like puppies, some scurrying like ants, some still like mushrooms and others inching along like caterpillars soon to transform into something other....
I could imagine the sounds they made......morphing in and out of connotation.....
just beautiful
ReplyDeletelove how the creation of the poem becomes the poem
Deep stuff!
ReplyDeletecool - this one has a nice classic feel to it -vivid imagery - tight writing all around!
ReplyDeleteThis is amazing. Impressive work with imagery and metaphors.. Loved it.
ReplyDeleteSuch wisdom and resignation in these words ... I loved this write. It will be one that I return to this week to re-read and re-think. Thank you ...
ReplyDeleteAs always beautiful! It has been a while since Ihave read your work and I always enjoy it so much.
ReplyDeleteI liked this very much. (PLease switch off the dreaded word verification. Most bloggers have done)
ReplyDeleteLove the notion of a few words falling on the ground...
ReplyDeleteQuite nice
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely is has such a lightness and whimsy, it really has the sense of a daydream
ReplyDeleteWords, don't escape you, you have a fine grasp over them.
ReplyDeleteWords as living beings. Like the words the got frozen in the old Paul Bunyon Tales and the lumberjacks thawed them out on the wood stove. Always made me laugh to think of that.
ReplyDeleteLet your words be free and they will serve you.
Deeply wonderful, a nice piece, written quite well.
ReplyDeleteVery cute poem, imagining the words flying free, playing among themselves on the ground. There's a truly a great feeling of ease and freedom if one can have such an attitude.
ReplyDeleteAmazing. And fun, too.
ReplyDeleteMarvelous!! Love the swirl of words!!
ReplyDelete"in the moorings and bearings
our feet have to dance their fill"
Deeply thought out lines!!
So rooted and yet so free!!
lovely free words! and thanks for your nice comments! Have a splendid day!
ReplyDeleteI like this very much, it is very thought-provoking.
ReplyDeleteThe line:
escaped words freed me too,
really made me sit up and take notice!
hi! thanks for stopping by my blog. Sadly I seem to have mistakenly deleted your comment while trying to move it out of my spam box... much appreciated anyway! :)
ReplyDeleteGreat stuff right here by the way!
Cheers!
FK
Hello, thank you for reading my blog. I love your rooted poem..a theme for this day, a fundamental truth. Your mix of nature and the need to find meaning out of words is beautiful.. thank you
ReplyDeleteLovely poem !
ReplyDeleteI loved your word imagery...(and your title)
ReplyDeleteYou sweep us up to this imagined place and make it real
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