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words

July 11th, 2014 § 0 comments

Poem #364 for Joanne Ruocco

 

Let’s start over…

words
let’s begin there.

words matter in all manner

thoughts
ink
vibrant air

they are the everlasting tools and weapons
unique to the species

words are
delicate
lethal
unrelenting

a few in the mud of the mind
calibrates the existence and path of purpose
world peace can be achieved with.  And,
while humanity collapses still with.  But,
simple, innocuous combinations of sound
responsible for
soul mate of
the ego

words
those blessed with the gift
bear responsibility
for what must be healed
by them

 

 

 

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(written with pen on paper)

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