http://themoonalsorises.wordpress.com/2007/11/10/why-write-poetry/ dreams to come and thoughts of tomorrow Mon, 10 Dec 2007 12:41:12 +0000 http://wordpress.com/ hourly 1 http://themoonalsorises.wordpress.com/2007/11/10/why-write-poetry/#comment-608 gt281 Wed, 21 Nov 2007 03:51:48 +0000 http://themoonalsorises.wordpress.com/2007/11/10/why-write-poetry/#comment-608 Yes, words are wondrous things, amazing to me, if they are arranged just right, they don't have to rhyme to fulfill their destiny...It is just a wonder, when they fall easily onto the page, sometimes when I write the words fall like tears onto the page, other times it’s like dragging an elephant uphill while I’m wearing rollerskates…I wonder what type is best, the easy or the hard…Perhaps their the same animal, one is already grown and fully formed for the whiten page, while the other is still forming in the nest, who knows… I like words and phases that have a slight twist to them, using a different word instead of the common one, just to see if anyone catches on, for you see, a duck can also be called a quacker, and I could have some in my soup… You may have visited my site and viewed some of my “POEMS”, I can’t call them that, it’s too limp wristed a term for me, lets just call them sentences that rhyme (most of the time badly)….If you should perchance to be in a dream and be passing by, read “WORDS” posted in July, you’ll see what I mean…till we meet again the black void of Blogland………………on a side note, this grey box 'sucks' i can't see where i'm typing........:-) Yes, words are wondrous things, amazing to me, if they are
arranged just right, they don’t have to rhyme to fulfill their
destiny…It is just a wonder, when they fall easily onto the page,
sometimes when I write the words fall like tears onto the page,
other times it’s like dragging an elephant uphill while I’m
wearing rollerskates…I wonder what type is best, the easy or the
hard…Perhaps their the same animal, one is already grown and fully formed for the whiten page, while the other is still forming in the nest, who knows…
I like words and phases that have a slight twist to them, using a different word instead of the common one, just to see if anyone catches on, for you see, a duck can also be called a quacker, and I could have some in my soup…
You may have visited my site and viewed some of my “POEMS”, I can’t call them that, it’s too limp wristed a term for me, lets just call them sentences that rhyme (most of the time badly)….If you should perchance to be in a dream and be passing by, read “WORDS” posted in July, you’ll see what I mean…till we meet again the black void of Blogland………………on a side note,
this grey box ’sucks’ i can’t see where i’m typing……..:-)

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