Words


Lately, I have been spending a great deal of time writing, some words you see here on both of my on-line journals, others just set quietly in my computer, maybe hoping that they see the light of day, or peacefully nestled against each other resting, meditating.

Words are lovely, they brush against us gleefully, sparkling, delightful visions.  Some words form themselves together, into sentences, building into paragraphs, chapters, stories, books, tall tales, and poetry.

Words are rounded, made to order for the moments we need filled, lifting our spirits, ecstatically, or flinging us sorrowfully down into depths of strong despair.  Words are jewelry, startling gems, diamonds and emeralds, yet, also strident, harsh lumps of coal, darkening our faces.

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3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Mara
    Feb 25, 2011 @ 19:23:26

    Heart Words!

    Reply

  2. RoughWaterJohn
    Feb 26, 2011 @ 00:18:37

    Tap, tap, tap… is this thing on?
    Hi, my name is John and I have a love affair with words.

    It’s true, I really must confess I love words. What they can do, what they can say…what they leave unsaid, and where they take me. I love that I can take 26 letters in various combinations and create beautiful and interesting things. I can draw pictures with words, paint lush images with them or shine the light on harsh realities. I can take ideas mulling around in the ephemeral mists of my mind and bring them to the light of day with those few letters. Often to my own amazement.

    Thank you for this post, and allowing me to use the words you so graciously mentioned, to share my joy at reading your thoughts.

    Reply

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