Joy of Writing!
Dress me in a dictionary,
So I can dress my words in style,
In alabaster's innocence,
By silver sparkles smile,
Dress me with thesaurus,
To find the words to use,
Find me an allosaurus,
So my words can bite,
With blood red pain,
Engage me to a notebook,
Where I can throw my thoughts,
As they rise.
Find a tissue scrap,
Where I can jot my thoughts,
From in my mind an image find,
Paint a photograph of pain,
Precious thoughts in mind,
I find!
Camera sometimes lies,
In light's illumination,
Words only speak the truth,
From a head,
Well fed,
Blessed with inspirations gift!
By ladylivvi1
© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
May 31, 2013
May 31, 2013 at 2:57 AM UTC
Joy of Writing!
Dress me in a dictionary,
So I can dress my words in style,
In alabaster's innocence,
By silver sparkles smile,
Dress me with thesaurus,
To find the words to use,
Find me an allosaurus,
So my words can bite,
With blood red pain,
Engage me to a notebook,
Where I can throw my thoughts,
As they rise.
Find a tissue scrap,
Where I can jot my thoughts,
From in my mind an image find,
Paint a photograph of pain,
Precious thoughts in mind,
I find!
Camera sometimes lies,
In light's illumination,
Words only speak the truth,
From a head,
Well fed,
Blessed with inspirations gift!
By ladylivvi1
© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
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