on a blank piece of paper, a pen is poised
the ink waits in awe, to spill out of the nib
paper gets filled, ink runs out, pen is history
thought finds words which long for eyes
eyes meet words, words form images
images turn to expressions
telegraphing a story, a poem. a song, a tribute...
which remain etched like runes
or forgotten like the paper pen and ink
mere entities obscured by time
Jul 27, 2018
Etymology
About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
dear Raj
thank you for introducing me to the word 'Etymology'
Enjoyed the read as always. I know you do the repetition for a reason, just wondering what could it be.
thanks for the read...i
thanks for the read...i latched on to etymology since I could not find a more suitable title
yes repetition of words here was necessary for the sake of linking one to the next prgression..
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Loving message in piece straight out
Loving message in piece straight out of the written form you can relax in its message
Like an eagle soaring to newer heights you have hit the head on the nail.
Strength in its classic form in the new days dawn filled with essential good meaning.
Would like to read more of your stuff really good
Thanks Mario
for taking time to read and comment. I must say though that I couldn't make sense how your comment connects to the poem...
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Thanks Katie / Lavinia
Thanks for reading and an encouraging comment...just saw that you've joined Kelsey's workshop ...for an amateur like me reading the works and knowledgeable comments from the likes of you is a pleasure and value addition..will keep following them...
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