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
15 random poems
- Lines Written In Early Spring by William Wordsworth
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- For the Young Who Want To by Marge Piercy
- Hector The Collector by Shel Silverstein
- The Holy Tree
- The Mystery by Sara Teasdale
- Poetics poem – A. R. Ammons poems | Poetry Monster
- Return From Business poem – Aldous Huxley poems | Poetry Monster
- Олег Григорьев – Дружба
- Николай Заболоцкий – Ночное гулянье
- Sleep by Sir Philip Sidney
- Владимир Маяковский – При свободной торговле… (Главполитпросвет №232)
- Spirit That Form’d This Scene. by Walt Whitman
- days of quiet by Raj Arumugam
- Robert Burns: Nature’s Law – A Poem: Humbly inscribed to Gavin Hamilton, Esq.
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