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Close Encounter With Pain
The Life of a Word
"Today" The Solution is.... March 3
Modern Day Prophet
She's So Beautiful
She Loves a Fool
Sunrise on Wednesday Posted March 20
Silent Poet
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Don't Be Afraid
Lonely Last Days
You Ain't All That
The Smoother Direction
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The Life of a Word a poem
The words that I write ride delicately
on an ever bending line of emotion.
They have no point of origin
and definitely no final destination.
Only a place to rest for a bit,
just to hang out or dangle there
teasing the reader at times.
Other times they stomp and pound
antagonizing anyone who might notice,
and vomit dark red blood dripping from their nostrils
all over a white carpet entry
into a grande ballroom of joy and innocence
when they feel ignored.
Feeling isolated after no new readers for some time
the words I write become flat and dull.
Lifeless, like a dead dry frog on the sidewalk,
even I myself don’t visit them for long periods.
Til one day I wander over where I keep them
and I notice someone came by recently.
I look a little closer and find well thought out entries,
one after another from a DW Praymore.
His opinions ebb and flow much like my words.
Fearing to harm but still wanting to make his point
he criticizes and compliments and enjoys his stay.
Then another reader comes by, and another
and the magic returns until the words almost burst.
There is life and I can write again.
Mykalangelo August 2006