A Plea for Words
I have a confession. I collect words. I hoard phrases that catch my attention as my eyes skim across a page. I make hostages of word families that stroll along the paths in my mind. Like these: * * * * dissecting her own demented time fractured and quivering hearts amplify dragons at the gate hope's hostage soaring aloft on an updraft of love to the fresh light of resurrection emerging from the shadow of your darkness * * * * When I'm bursting with the urge to write, I pull them out and let them arrange themselves poetically. Right now, I'm running a little low. I haven't been catching words before they run away. Do you have words lying around, not being used, filling up a page or two in a catch-all journal that you might share with me? Some of you pluck such beautiful words right out of your imaginations and paste them on the page, like the Creator hanging stars on the sky. Like Rebecca , Sweetest in the Gale , Beth, Elk , Relyn, Deb , Kat (Poetikat) Michelle (Poe...