A phrase here
A phrase there
peppered in conversation
on the page of a book
or a passing bus ad
Catches
in the fertile soil of imagination
A story roots
and grows
releases seeds of its own.
A phrase here
A phrase there
peppered in conversation
on the page of a book
or a passing bus ad
Catches
in the fertile soil of imagination
A story roots
and grows
releases seeds of its own.
One never knows when a word will unleash oceans of thought.
🙂
🙂
I am in need of a seed that will root. All mine falling on barren soil right now.
I spent the summer reading. I found quite a few seeds I need to plant. 🙂
Give them what they need, and let them go
sunlight+water=grow
look on them with wonder, for this is a miracle
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Writing
Anxiously, I laugh as I fill this hefty, blank
page with raging letters, covertly forming
words that spill through the warp and weft
of interwoven ink, staining the remaining
page with sounds (soft or shrill)
and fury (frenetic or still)
that aesthetically wrap around
the nascent poetic paragraph.
Rusty Taylor
December 14, 2008
Nice, Rusty. Thanks for sharing.
They can lead to brilliant poetry or prose, or if the seeds are of weeds, to gossip …
Literary gossip. That sounds delightful!
“Psst! Did you hear what Emily and Charlotte Bronte were up to last night?” 😉
‘Yes, what I heard was that Emily lured Willie Thackeray away so that Charlotte could chat up some curate or other.’
and THEIR BROTHER!! Tsk tsk!