Now
as long as sounds
ripple into soft air
he’ll speak extravagant hints
because a tang spilling out from
human centre is an unavoidable urge
and when I do the calculation on a jotter,
there they figure – 6 million brilliant words
over a span of 18 years,
timbres of aliveness,
gut power
now.
I like it. Keep 'em coming!
ReplyDeleteNice. The form sang too.
ReplyDeleteIt's fun to write words about speaking words.
ReplyDeleteI like these poems. Simple and easly understood. check mine out.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed it to read this poem!
ReplyDeleteWell done... "extravagant hints" ... yes.
ReplyDeleteWords... move the "S" to the beginning and it is a sword... who said that the pen is mightier than the sword? Word play is a wonderful joy and your poem is powerful... Thank you for tweeting it to the world! Miigwitch. Namaste. May I share? http:// randomactsofthinking.com/randomposts.html
ReplyDeleteJust noticed the way the words slowly rise like breath, like an exhalation of expression, of energy. It begins with Now & ends with Now. It has so many possibilities of meaning. A sinuous sort of cycle. Another excellent one. Thanks
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