Borrowed

Borrowed

A Poem by Emily B

 

I borrowed some words once

found them floating on the wind.

They were breezy little words

full of fun and laughter.

I held them close.

We smiled and sang.

And letter by letter,

I spelled them out

for you to see.

 

No, the poem's not signed.

Foolish man--these words

were never mine

to begin with.

 

They were only borrowed

from the wind.

 

© 2008 Emily B


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gorgeous. i adore the ending - "the little man" and words being borrowed from the wind so you can't claim them as your own! fantastic idea. :)

"I held them close.

We smiled and sang."

adorable. the lilting laughing quality of those lines is adorable, and really catches the reader.



Posted 16 Years Ago


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That is a lovely piece. It has a whimsical quality to it that i really enjoyed.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Oh, I like this very much. Beautiful write. Eloquent.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Sometimes the best of what we write are just whispers on the wind. I really like the etherial feel to this piece...it is quite lovely.
~Lorraiyne

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

VERY SWEET, I LOVE IT

Posted 16 Years Ago


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Great last line. It's true how there is nothing really created in writing, only borrowed and rearranged, kind of like with music, too. I really like this! And I do enjoy the image of words floating in the wind, because sometiems I walk around and hear a great poem in my head only to have it breeze by if I don't have a pen and paper.

Have a nice day!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

You have captured that magical way that words form in our minds. Some days the wind is blowing and other days not a letter to be had.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Great write. I have heard the wind whispering in the pines. You must have been in the treehouse to capture those words.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

This is beautiful and flows softly......

Posted 16 Years Ago


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Borrowed from the wind.. such a line .. love your poem it is truly a beauty..
this poem is powerful yet soft and deicate.. gorgeous, Emily.
Chloe
xoxo

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

All words are borrowed, ultimately. I like this poem a lot. It holds interesting thoughts. I often think that I dictate my work, not exactly write it, since my poems are flow of consciousness. Writing is a lot more work. LOL Fine work here. Well expressed.

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Emily B
Emily B

Richmond, KY



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