It all begins
with a twinkle in your eye
watching letters dance
like laughter in the wind,
take them in your hand
close your palm
hold them tightly to your chest
feel the flutter ~
shut your eyes,
sigh ...and for a moment
they belong to you.
Feel the birth,
nurturing each syllable
accentuating alliteration
flaunting flowing lines
like skirts in the breeze,
words like petals painted
and from your palette,
blooms a perfect creation.
So, you spread your fingers,
feel the ache
as you let them fly.~
♥
~
Author notes
inspired by a poem written by Virgoan
'when fire and fingers speak'
link: http://allpoetry.com/poem/4117411
In a list
A contest entry
- when fire and fingers speak by Virgoan.
1400 points, ended September 6, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Your words paint such amazing imagery for the reader. I was going to point out my favorite line, then realized I like them all.
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oh my "like skirts in a breeze....what an incredible image this has and the poem lives int he mvoements you have so adeptly penned.
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soft yet full of light. i like when a poem moves me unintentionally as if a conversation from another person exists an mere words don't exist.
excellent.
thanks for sharing your gift.
HENSLEY
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just gorgeous. there are some pieces of poetry, especially by some people that are alive just as you have described. words that move and breath and change you. I love your palpable descriptions here, particularly the flutter when held close to the heart and the aching as they fly. beautiful, gal.
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You make writing seem so flawless
your talent is beautiful as your soul.
Thanks for sharing.
Love and Light
Frozentearz -
i feel so much the same way when writing, there is an intensity that demands attention that only the pen, or pencil or ... can release. the freedom of expression is carefully caught here, the blessedness of the experience and the joy - most certainly the joy.
you are a far better poet, dear soul, than i will ever be.
blessings and best wishes,
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Like 2 Poems in 1
That is exactly hat I thought when I was reading your poem here Aunt Lynda. I mean it felt like 2 poems place dinto 1 biug poem. I liked the flow the depth and th ebauty through out it. so its a very good well penned poem but merely givin ya what I thought. any ways really enjoyed the read as it made me reflect upon alot of things. keep up the good work and good luck with the contest.
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this is really creative and filled with imagination. Lots of great imagery you paint a picture for the reader to see. Lovely. I'm glad that I clicked.
. Rewarded 4
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Well written, paced and spaced. The poem works in it's entirety but also works if it ended at the line where there is the birth , as in the beginning of the next stage of the journey. Lovely.
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prof. mes/rectifies/yer verse
Having nurtured each syllable
And accentuated alliteration that
Was incredibily nice;
Having been able
To flow through lines
. Rewarded 4
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Fine work.
Fine poem, with good use of words and imagery.
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Beautiful.. I'm in shock.. I mean I have no idea what to say.. I really loved the feel of this piece.. It was fullof so much imagery and emotion..wow.. Thank you very much for sharing this! I would say it's gold! at least in my eyes..
Angel
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what a fine voice those words have when allowed to float freely from your soul unto the screen. lovely smooth flowing format and soft, sigh inducing tone. well done my sweet cuz
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Written with a passionate pen for poetry and all it gives and takes from our hearts! Feel the ache... when you let them fly...sigh~
This is truly beautiful Sis..
My best to you!
Jazzy
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Oh my goodness, This is beyond words! What a great job you did on this one! Love the images you share in this one!!! What a wonderful read this is!
Best of luck in this contest!
and love
Nyetta
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"So, you spread your fingers,
feel the ache
as you let them fly.~"
I always do, it seems. Good luck, Sweetie.
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I actually looked at this contest and read the poem of inspiration..and honestly I feel yours is much better at gaining the feeling of the prompt...I thought of fingers burning on guitar strings ,,,and making them talk...but I love the use of dancing letters and this passage
nurturing each syllable
accentuating alliteration
flaunting flowing lines
the creation of something is the fire, and your fingers spoke from first syllable to the last
killer write
best wishes
peace and hugs
Muddy
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You are way too kind to me but, ty for the vote of confidence
Your opinion means so much....
TY for getting the meaning of this.....
Lynda
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Words are the children of vision. As it brings forward the need to communicate discovery, foresight, and all the nuances of love art is born to hold the space created by craft.
Your journey into creation and it rewards brings the heart closer to enlightenment when listening to the gifts arising from the birth. 
Sing a happy birthday my way for on Aug. 10th I turn 58.
Love, Tom B.
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