Thursday, April 8, 2010

WORDS (original poem)



When words are spoken,
they fly,
float,
fall,
are suspended
and caught,
complete
or misshapen.

Words can explode
into countless versions.

Then, there's calm
or tension.
Peace
or mayhem.

Or at once
all of them.

2 comments:

  1. Checking to see if this works, Love your poem, will read more later if this permits me to post this...Great work Billy...

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