Poetry

Rating: 4.6

I savour the word
Those delicious vowels and syllables
Hard consonants and crisp suffix;
I let them roll on my tongue
And slip through my lips;
The soft, gentle puff of the P
The rotund, lazy yawn of the O
The short, effortless breath of the E
The light, musical ring of the T
The hard, grinding growl of the R
The smooth, long hum of the Y;
A feast to the mouth that tongues it
A banquet to the hand that pens it-
Poetry.

(12/07/08)

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Randy Hogan 12 January 2009

the wonders of the beauty of your words...you go girl! ! ! ! 10++

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Sameer Ahmed 24 December 2008

very fantastic description of poetry in simple and real sweet words.......regards

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Sebastine Humaemo 23 December 2008

too fabulous......much matured lines form a growing poet........thanks for sharing....10............sebastine

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Ric Bastasa 07 December 2008

welcome the syllables and the graceful syllabications of poetry.. nice poem leslie.. a very good write.

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