newborn, fresh
seems to contain
limitless
possibility
trails to blaze.
Words ripe, dripping
fragrant
cry out
for the plucking
sweet juices flow
like life sustaining
blood
to the permanance
of paper.
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9 comments:
What great imagery...words ripe dripping fragrant. I can see it.
let those juicesflow on teh new years canvas
Let it flow Sista! Expecting wonderful words to come form the Master through you...blessings!
Yummy. I like phrase after phrase:
"Words ripe, dripping/fragrant"
"cry out/for the plucking"
"like life sustaining/blood/to the permanence/of paper."
Well, that's pretty much the whole poem I just excerpted, isn't it? :)
"Ripe words" I love that image
Beautiful, and a very hopeful outlook on a new year full of writing!
Beautiful poem. The second stanza is stunning. Thank you for sharing!
Very nice!
Good, vivid imagery abounds in an excellent, short piece.
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