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Kotodama
Singapore    Kotodama (言霊): The spiritual power that is contained within words; the soul of language. of-kotodama.tumblr.com

Poems

AnnaMarie Jenema Feb 2015
A poet's power rely's on kotodama,
our ability to manipulate words,
They grip the hearts of those who read our writings,
and allure their emotions to surface.
They can shine, as brightly as dazzling gems,
or they could break you into tears;
allowing you to weep with the willows.
We control words as vast as the ocean,
lingering under our reign.
We pull their strings, and the puppets come to life,
hoping an ounce of meaning will be shared from my heart to yours,
Kotodama is a cloth,
woven from a poet's mind.
The words reinvent themselves into the reader's heart,
sowed by the seeds of the poets.
Our words speak truths in need of light,
together our strength is great,
our kotodama; powerful.
Kenshō  Oct 2014
Kotodama
Kenshō Oct 2014
Bewildered and hypnotized, kotodama is present.
Spirit swirling in bounds in the air around!
Brothers and sisters, we are the enchanters~
Singers of song!
Bards of the bars!
Language is beautiful.
Kotodama is a japanese word I learned about a while back.
A little tribute.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kotodama


^^^^^^^^^^
Yuri Swallows  Oct 2018
Kotodama
Yuri Swallows Oct 2018
They say words have powers.
Each like little blossoming flowers.

“Kotodama” they say.
Japanese people have acknowledged how strong words can be that we use day to day.

Every word has an influence,
Exists within everyone’s mind, causing quite an ambivalence.

Do we really recognise how heavy our words can be?
Do we really recognise how light our words can be?

I for one, am not sure.
A part of me is still insecure.

I’m unable to scale how much my words might change.
This might just sound strange.

I still don’t know if my words were too weak to keep them safe from their fears.
Or if my words were too strong that it encouraged them to leave me in thousands of tears.

I don’t trust myself with words.
They can be majestic as freely flying butterflies or as dreadful as brutally shot down birds.
Words can **** or save, you choose them.