I like to let the word fly about
Not tied down to its meanings
Like a dog on a leash
And be walked on the beach.
But let it prance around, flip and turn
And perch on the tiniest branch
Of suspense and dream
In the balmy glow of a rainbow
Like a crazy cormorant
Caring not a fig for gravity.
I like to let the word
Make mouths of mockery
At those who take it to mean
Like sea and sea weed moth-green
I like to clutch them and scooping
Fling handfuls into the sky
And watch them rain
Poetry.
End of the poem
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- Elegy on the Year 1788 by Robert Burns
- Busy Heart, The by Rupert Brooke
- House For Sale by Vinita Agrawal
- What Peace Is Like
- Song—A Man’s a Man for a’ that by Robert Burns
- Heartbreak at 2 A.M. poem – Yuvraj Johri poems | Poetry Monster
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- The Call of the Crows by Tanmoy
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- I had a little nut-tree, by Roald Dahl
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