Where might there be
words writ,
fanciful but simply,
of tales embellished
by time and tellers’ wit?
Who might Shakespeare be
but a dead saint
in a weathered, crumbling
tomb; Solomon knew vanity;
Already Romeo archaically wanes.
But words will only be
an inexpensive art
of coloring every deceit.
Silence be golden, conceptually,
in a world exemplar.
words are magical,
neat view,
thanks for sharing!:
🙂
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nicely done. sometimes the message is clearer when there aren’t any words to muddle it. (did I get the message right?)
thanks for pointing that out through this wonderful piece.
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“But words will only be
an inexpensive art
of coloring every deceit.
Silence be golden, conceptually,
in a world exemplar.”
no words can explain (how ironic) how much this piece is speaking to my everyday. amazing! you are truly talented, i can’t wait to come back…
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I enjoyed the way this flowed together, somewhat romantic and enchanting.
Joanny
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I must admit, this went right over my head… 😉 That being said, I loved the rhythm and how you played with the words.
Regards…
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Kudos! Very well done, well considered . . . and while words “may cover every deceit” sometimes the words embellished by time and teller are just so darned interesting. . .
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Very well done.
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really like your word choice and also the line: “Already Romeo archaically wanes.”
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Very well written, and your words hold so much truth. Yes, indeed words hold so much deceit. Yet I personally believe, that even behind that deceit, you can find truth.
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I don’t know what to say, my vocabulary is not as good as yours.
Thanks
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cool poem.
A very elegant choice of words
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Magical! Love it!
Pamela
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hmmmm nyc words
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“But words will only be/an inexpensive art” Inexpensive but powerful. Great piece.
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Elegant wording. Well done.
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masterfully designed 😀 great job
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Wow, i like.
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