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hexagons
cupped by honor's round
story sticks
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silent stalwart pick-up sticks
upright in memory cup
wait to sketch the thoughts
she cannot carve
graphite safely disguised
as a functional tool
to dispense those views
she cannot share
erasers nibbled away
tips sharpened time and again
the cup will switch to empty
when her words begin to spill
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I love your unique and stylised descriptions, the wonderful metaphors in this poem are a delight to sample.
story sticks... love that. also love Pre-Release. you've brought this prompt to great life. have a great weekend.
"silent stalwart pick-up sticks
upright in memory cup
wait to sketch the thoughts
she cannot carve"
I love this piece!
Very descriptive. I enjoyed reading it. I love the three lines at the top too.
Ah, how many of us instantly recall the same nibbling, and the chewing and tapping that accompanied our searchs for just the right words.
the cup will switch to empty
when her words begin to spill...The moment we all long for.
I love the last two lines and the truth contained in the poem, that pencils are so much more than functional tools.
dynamite sue... love the words you use so subtle, takes a second glance to absorb...hexagon, round... carve, share, spill... and everything inbetween waiting game
I especially like the sound of "silent stalwart pick-up sticks"!
I very much enjoy this.
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Dear Tumblewords! A most excellent fractal poem; so detailed anc concise in zen-like structure; like Chinese writing built from top to bottom (vertical). Refined definitions of the pencils and pencil holder. Very stirring and mesmerizing imagery. Reminds me of pottery, this building up of words. Amazing how you do this! With much skill and artistry. +++
I really enjoyed this one. I love the ending "when her words begin to spill". Awesome Magpie! :-)
....and your own words spill beautifully, too! A joy to read!
Wonderful style, TW. I love the idea of a pencil as a tool.
and spil indeed they did...my pencils are covered with tooth marks...no longer shiny. nice magpie!
the cup will switch to empty when her words begin to spill...
This line conjured a lovely image for me. Then, going back to look at the title, I smiled.
the cup will switch to empty...love that
I guess you're talking about yourself, because those words spilled very nicely. Nice magpie!
Succinct and witty. Quick and to the point!
Sue,
The haiku and the poem so dead on!
you've capsulized the writers thoughts so eloquintly.
rel
Oh yes, yes, yes. You are so insightful. Wonderful on every level. Bravo!
Nice Magpie..loved these story sticks!
I enjoy your poetry. Your insightfulness and way with few words are inspiring, thought provoking, and delightful.
A thoroughly delightful Magpie! Pick-up sticks! I love that! Spilling words ... even better!
Loved this...sounded wonderful read aloud.
- Dina
That was a beauty Tumble. Very nice indeed. Yes Yes Yes.
That was a beauty Tumble. Very nice indeed. Yes Yes Yes.
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