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meic
Nov 27, 2007 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

WORD-WEAVER

Respect your craft, word-weaver, fashion your songs with care: since this may be the only way to tell your mind or let your lost and helpless tenderness find its way.   So set your words' little feet upon the page so they may scamper, prance or pirouette or then perform some slow and solemn ceremonial across the page.   Your word's embrace may not be so tangible, so real …… and yet in truth may serve a different safer need.   So polish your skills, weaver of words, since the gifts you bring may yet surpass the beauty of the rose and lack the sting.

 

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theladyblue

theladyblue

18 years 5 months ago

well said

Greatness can only be found in honing ones skill until the last dying breath is drawn. One said to me that no poet is worth more alive than dead, for his cleverness then maybe forever read. Good lesson poet!!! <3 Emarie
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meic

18 years 5 months ago

Thank you for your kind

Thank you for your kind comment ... though I'm sure that words give to me far more than I give to them. I enjoyed the quote! Mike
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

17 years 2 months ago

A charming little dance of words

is here upon the page. That is what I feel when reading this, but let not the sting be always missing, as it gives potency to things beautiful. I like the musical, processional way your thoughts unfold here too. Yours Ann of Norway