Words Are Just Birds
Isn't it funny that words much like birds can be found in a tweet
Words are birds nesting in poet trees.
Words are birds nesting in poet trees you can see this in the leak of ink from a feather quill as thoughts take flight the egg white paper cracking in many lines to birth a poem the art of sharing words with others, gathering thoughts and doling them out in groups that please the eyes and ears.... words to be devoured and rolled off the tongue. words to cherish and place lovingly in a drawer, words to tantalize one's libido and bring dampness in nether regions.... words that rhyme and that jangle and that juxtapose into pictures that stimulate the mind... words are the servings spooned from brains that feed the minds of others...... take a bath in words, feel the heat of them rise around you as you carefully assemble them into a cleansing of the soul.... there are not enough words to describe the joy of words.... even Helen Keller in her anorexic, malnourished state of vocabulary tried constantly to make words and then share them..
much to many's delight words are but birds nesting in poet trees shake a few limbs and bear fruit set thoughts to flight and watch them soar
© 2009 Matthew Frederick Blowers III